Musings & Meditations

Under the night rug, the star rug, moon as lantern, man in the moon watching over us, dog star at his heels, we lay.
     The planets are bodies in the solar system and so are we. You and I in elliptical orbs circling life. It is life we want, but we daren’t come too close for fear it might burn us away, this life in its intensity.

— Jeanette Winterson, “Disappearance I,” The World and Other Places