Contemplating how the centuries abrade the shapes that man's "imperious eye" forces on the landscape, he writes: "If I insist on the symbolism I find in such places … it is because the flood of change threatens to bear away all such constructs of meaning, and it is the task of the topographer to shore them up. Without the occasional renewal of memory and regular rehearsal of meaning, place itself founders into shapelessness, and time, the great amnesiac, forgets all."
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Celebrating marvels ...
... Connemara: A Little Gaelic Kingdom by Tim Robinson - review | Books | The Guardian. (Hat tip, Dave Lull.)
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