27th April 2020
I’ve not shared much from Maria Popova’s wonderful Brainpickings for a while. This poem from Marie Howe is a wonderful discovery. ‘The poem (Singularity, after Stephen Hawking) is… a stunning meditation on the interconnectedness of belonging across space and time, across selves and species, across the myriad artificial unbelongings we have manufactured as we have drifted further and further from our elemental nature. Its closing line is an invocation, an incantation, ending with a timeless word of staggering resonance today: Home.