Tag: solitude

  • 240: So, here I am.

    So here I am, going nowhere for a while, and all because the people I’ve grown to love are all here. And they all need something all the while not knowing what, and we have all been there before, but who here really came alone? Trust, it is not for sensations to live but the […]

  • 164

    It is not from other people I will be remote and unreachable, but their heaping obligations.

  • 162: Discouraged

    I fear no more that companion cowardice my heart inhabits which finds refuge to the unpeopled wilds, than may be unwritten of a busy civic associate.

  • 160

    I would eventually return to the city, because I could be by myself best of all. And this wasn’t of much use to anyone else.

  • 144: Almost there

    Then there are those days, your follies overcome; when a town and its inhabits no advantage support over quietude, yet the echo reaches you in your lonely glade and draws thee out to investigate the mysteries of societal mirth. You might have cared if for yourself you cared less, pressed ever in mortal urgency, enjoying […]

  • 121: What I came for

    Extravagance of air and light today fetched me early from indoors, and no way knowing or caring where, would I follow so long as were sun and breeze proliferate. Being my final day in Nelson, instead of thus choking for want of natural restoratives, agonising the golden hours decrease under airport ceilings, I went some […]

  • 117: A day like any other

    A shower broke overnight and has left a blanket of beaded gleam and Yellow Ginger flower across the face of things we used to sit on. The air, a capricious haze of coasting spray, adrift of fountains heavenly, carries along its light essence a most cleanly and gratifying fragrance as sinks the worries into a […]