Sunday, November 19, 2006

Pattiann Rogers on place

"I realized for the first time that I loved a landscape, loved it like my own body, that it was my own body, my body and my pattern of perception, that it had informed and constructed me, that I had defined myself by it, that I had a union with it, a union I only recognized now because it had been broken."

from Pattiann Rogers The Dream of the Marsh Wren: Writing as Reciprocal Creation.



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