Restless Things That Move From Surface to Surface, Some of Which Occasionally Need Water and Others That Will Always Survive


Work-in-progress.


Until this year, I had never used the word ‘peripatetic’ in a sentence, and I didn’t think of myself as nomadic or even restless. At mid-life, I am coming to terms with emotional and physical displacement, prompted by a lifetime of conflicting images I carry of my native South, and exacerbated by degrees of loss and reexamination.