Tuesday, February 23, 2010

The Emptiness that Surrounds Them

We are both storytellers. Lying on our backs, we look up at the night sky. This is where stories began, under the aegis of that multitude of stars which at night filch certitudes and sometimes return them as faith. Those who first invented and then named the constellations were storytellers. Tracing an imaginary line between a cluster of stars gave them an image and an identity. The stars threaded on that line were like events threaded on a narrative. Imagining the constellations did not of course change the stars, nor did it change the black emptiness that surrounds them. What it changed was they way people read the night sky.

From John Berger, And Our Faces, My Heart, Brief as Photos

4 comments:

Amanda said...

so glad you are back!! I've been missing your posts!

Zoe Ryder White said...

This is lovely. Glad to see you, both virtually and in-the-flesh!

Linsey said...

Hooray!! The blue pitcher is baaack!! Can't wait to see u soon!! Miss u..

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