Binding Laws of Nature
To do grand deeds, to be a prince, to seek the dragon and tame it, to create the mysterious vision that leads all this, this dream, this ache in the night empty of forms, of method, empty even now thirty years later the same yearning over the same emptiness- what form to give this passionate desire to form something evocative and new, to generate the enlivening story, to evoke the engendering new? Still seeking the medium, still pumping up the inner flame that will fire a solid future, that will make it ring out true.
Published in Borderlands, Court Street Press, Seattle: 1999
Onetime reproduction for non-resale purposes permitted by the author with the following credit line: by Judith Yarrow
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