Riverrun
(The first word in Finnegans Wake.
See also the Log24 entries following
the death of Pope John Paul II.)
At Inside Higher Ed, Margaret Soltan ("UD") discusses…
"moments of clarity [cf. related essay (pdf)] that seem, when you look at all of them together late in the day, to disclose our life’s otherwise hidden pattern, meaning, and flow.
'Not far downstream was a dry channel where the river had run once, and part of the way to come to know a thing is through its death. But years ago I had known the river when it flowed through this now dry channel, so I could enliven its stony remains with the waters of memory. In death it had its pattern, and we can only hope for as much.'"
— A River Runs Through It, by Norman Maclean, a story about trout fishing and grace
Related material:
Maclean's fellow author Kilgore Trout and the story he is said to be most proud of, about Bunker Bingo.
See also yesterday's entry, Bob's Country Bunker, and On Linguistic Creation.
