Compendium (return)


Here, you will find – exclusively – my humble compendium of letters. These are the correspondence I have maintained with my family. I submit them to your review for reasons I do not understand.

Forgive such musings as here follow. They are merely awkward attempts to understand a reality which eludes language. And, now they are yours.

11.05.2007

Cædmon Comma

Cædmon,

Childhood is a tenuous partition that we forcelessly hold up and hide behind. It is an oasis amidst all this mess. When I was younger, I seized very opportunity to peek around the partition, or in heedless ambition, I would knock it down.

May it not be so with you, my son. Rather, carry your childhood into your adult years, so that these fears and uncertainties might remain behind a partition.

May adulthood be that future, distant country, unfound and unwanted.

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