
from disappointment cleaver, mount rainier [june 2004]
ours is essentially a tragic age, so we refuse to take it tragically. the cataclysm has happened, we are among the ruins; we start to build up new little habitats, to have new little hopes. it is rather hard work: there is now no smooth road into the future; but we go round, or scramble over the obstacles. we’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
d. lawrence


