Eugene Benson in the introduction to Elaine Nardocchio’s Theatre and Politics in Modern Quebec quotes from a poem by Miriam Waddington:
like a geography but
just scratch us
and we bleed
I wonder if it works in reverse i.e. if we look like history and we bleed geography. We carry with us a space and a time; even migrations of long ago leave in their wake what might have been.
I like to juxtapose these musings against a statement by Stephen Kuusisto in Planet of the Blind “I believe that in every blind person’s imagination there are landscapes.”
And so for day 414