looking back.
LOOKINGBACK;
even when he knew they had all decided to leave the island
the old man sat, with his face to the sea, and was not heard
to make a sound. For days now he had been silent auditor
to the sounds people made in preparation for moving away.
He heard many sounds but the one that grieved him most was
the ring of the hammer boarding up the church; and with each
irrevokable stroke, one could see his hands tighten into a claw,
but the agony that lined his face spoke poignantly of something
that pained him more than the mere ripping of nails into rotted pine.
On the final day in the yard behind the church he moved like an
outcast among the half-sunken, tilting stones until his sensitive
fingers read the time-shallowed symbols shrieking out at him
their cruel, eloquent truth: he was certain now that the gulf
between them would always be widest at his rock. And as the
boat took him away from his home he, for the first time, was glad
that he was blind, knowing there'd be no purpose served in looking back..
- Enos D. Watts.
thanksalot,
jasminedetorres.
even when he knew they had all decided to leave the island
the old man sat, with his face to the sea, and was not heard
to make a sound. For days now he had been silent auditor
to the sounds people made in preparation for moving away.
He heard many sounds but the one that grieved him most was
the ring of the hammer boarding up the church; and with each
irrevokable stroke, one could see his hands tighten into a claw,
but the agony that lined his face spoke poignantly of something
that pained him more than the mere ripping of nails into rotted pine.
On the final day in the yard behind the church he moved like an
outcast among the half-sunken, tilting stones until his sensitive
fingers read the time-shallowed symbols shrieking out at him
their cruel, eloquent truth: he was certain now that the gulf
between them would always be widest at his rock. And as the
boat took him away from his home he, for the first time, was glad
that he was blind, knowing there'd be no purpose served in looking back..
- Enos D. Watts.
thanksalot,
jasminedetorres.