by Tim Girvin | Feb 11, 2008 | Diary
There’s a string that moves to the center of the earth, gravity found — a long running spin of whirling energy. Winds know it. Trees sense it. Waters flow to it. Organisms abide by it. Storms, the spinning whorl of energy, tornados, hurricanes, the casting...
by Tim Girvin | Feb 11, 2008 | Diary
I can recall this discussion, a long time back, decades ago, about the concept of oysterlight. And it took me a long time to think about, to understand, what that meant. The light of the oyster. Oyster’d light. Cloister light? It was with my mother, and Kenneth...
by Tim Girvin | Feb 9, 2008 | Diary
There was a woman, the mother of my children, my former wife, who was born, decades ago, this day. 2.9.55. She passed, sadly for us all, a couple of years back. Many hold happy memories of her. I keep hearing that. Liked and loved. And, looking back, I remember that...
