The Blind Astronomer

 

His head is made of stars, but not yet arranged into constellations.
—Elias Canetti

[Image: Found]

I Begin Everywhere at Once

"I begin, everywhere at once, as if I had a century ahead of me." —Elias Canetti

Have I said this before? Most likely. 

I've arrived, remained, left, only to leave again and return. Which is coming and which is going? I tend to confuse the two. A decision, then. Instead of mourning the time, the oddities, the surrounding infinite of things, I will write. 

Photo: Zion National Park, Utah. Cross-bedded Navajo Sandstone on Checkerboard Mountain along the Zion-Mount Carmel road. Circa 1946.