Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Today I have been examining seahorses in an aquarium. Most inappropriate-seeming of creatures, a miniature horse that lives in the ocean, snout and stomach, tail and tiny dragon's wings. Yet, most perfectly in their element. I watched tiny herds of water horses grazing the reefs entirely, wonderfully at home in the universe. Tiny herds watching me in the universe, grazing water horses, entirely at home, wonderfully reefs. Can this explain the instant of apprehension of me by seahorses, by reefs, a transmission of brine, of air and eyes?