BETTER AT SEEING
The life-lamp is always on, in the circus house
and on the farm. Here, where the small hills
splice themselves to allow for the stream, the
rolling water hustles down the rockway. At the
end of the scene is that historic house designed
by some man of the hour a hundred years back.
He liked trenches, and fulfilling them with sunlight.
He liked open sky-ranges and wide panes of
see-able glass to let it all in. 'Seven Miles From
Nowhere,' he wanted it to be called. Instead now
it's referred to as Haddon House Falls. I guess
he was better at building than naming things.
I guess he was better at seeing than just
existing in the dark of day.