you now find yourself on the threshold of two worlds. This long forgotten palimpsest; a middle ground between light and shadow. Stranded at two harbours, the colossus appears to weep pyramidal orchids into the surrounding third and onto the decks of passing ships. Their nest of crows; a totem to the gift of those quills from above. When a new quill falls they will write in thanks to them – the intermediaries betwixt man and the Gods – with long arcing inscription and a flourish that terminates a letter; echoing the flight of the selefkis* as they feed on locust swarms.
*Rose-coloured starling (sturnus roseus), whose migratory patterns often take them to the Aegean archipelago.
25 February 2010 | Comments (0)