Rearranged from the words of Annie Dillard’s incredible essay about witnessing a total solar eclipse in 1979, this poem became the origin point for a five day immersive performance at Juliet in 2017, and if you are paying attention, you’ll note that its influence is anchored now in the development of the first year of this very magazine.
that which we hadn't asked for
We walked. We walked past boarded up industrial buildings, and we walked past an unexplained, and unattended, fire safely smoldering in a parking lot. We walked past things—things tinted drab and pale in the kind of sucked out twilight of a city dying to chew you up and spit you out like clean bone.
Visitors come to pay respect to fallen war heroes, or to see the monastery on Mont-Saint-Michel. All along the coast are bustling beach towns with resorts featuring casinos and racetracks. However, the traditions of Normandy flourish in the colder months when rustic cuisine comforts food-loving souls through Autumn.
It's All Complementary Tonight
“And we slow down and we celebrate, we revel in a way we don’t normally, and we don’t think we’d want to or would be economically viable all year long. It’s a dream, we can’t afford this, here we are, here we have it. For a little while, we get to have all of this with you, all of you.”