Aug
17
We Yearn for Silence because all the Talk We Hear is Yelling
Geof Huth, "The Dim and Wild West" (Albany, NY, 14 August 2011)
I likely do not believe in wholeness, depending instead on fragments that I might arrange in some manner to suggest constellation if not a completeness.
So it is that I have read the tiny observations of Olivia Dresher (a writer and publisher of literary fragments) for many years now, on Twitter. Hers are quiet contemplations of a person involved in the process of thinking and feeling in an active way. She also demonstrates, by her presence among the political maelstrom and the personal invective that often infest Twitter, how wholenesses do not cohere even in the unrarified worlds of social media in the ways we imagine these down to be. Twitter is filled with quiet thinkers. It is merely that not everyone notices them.
I likely do not believe in wholeness, depending instead on fragments that I might arrange in some manner to suggest constellation if not a completeness.
So it is that I have read the tiny observations of Olivia Dresher (a writer and publisher of literary fragments) for many years now, on Twitter. Hers are quiet contemplations of a person involved in the process of thinking and feeling in an active way. She also demonstrates, by her presence among the political maelstrom and the personal invective that often infest Twitter, how wholenesses do not cohere even in the unrarified worlds of social media in the ways we imagine these down to be. Twitter is filled with quiet thinkers. It is merely that not everyone notices them.
