At this late date, Verses strikes me as a kind of modern-day Genesis. Of course it’s a work of memory, and is therefore autobiographical. In its making, the images arose in abundance, each seemingly rife with its own hints and suggestions, until all I could do was hang on for the ride, thinking, If this is Genesis, then I want to read the whole Bible. But for that to happen now, I would have to go back fourteen years and write it, which would change history — perhaps not yours, or that of the world, but certainly my own. Yet this also serves as a reminder, that with our every action, we do change the world, which in turn means we hold incredible power. This, our history triumphantly, tragically proves. On the other hand, what have I been doing all these years, if not writing my own bible? And what have you been doing, if not creating the world each day in your own image?
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Categories: Annotations and Elucidations
Tags: Autobiography, Bibles, Genesis, Memory