"Patterns of light and darkness. We're near the end now, thank you for our time. Earth and rain. The hunger at the pit of language, not to inform, but to touch. Silence on a blank screen. A song, heard once, in a cloud forest. Snow and fertile ash." ( Mark Abley: IN A CLOUD FOREST)

:: comment :: . . . a name from years ago . . . finding the past on the web is a feature/bug . . . anticipating the new book . . .