Saturday, April 19, 2008

Crow

A hooded crow in mid-air tussle with something two fields away. They both come down beyond the hedge. When I run down to investigate, the crow flies off, leaving a decapitated snipe in a mess of feathers.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Bogdread

This is a trauma experienced by those unfamiliar with the wet ground conditions of certain parts of northern Europe, especially the peatlands of the west of Ireland. The trauma derives from a radical ambiguity in ground with a high moisture content, which offends the common distinction between water and dry land.
The distinction between the last two normally allows shorelines to operate as special sites of philosophical reflection and property speculation: Yeats's shores, Ballina's new waterfront apartments, etc. Bogdread arises where the distinction is threatened: what was viewed at first as a secure foundation now reveals itself as a quagmire.