Category: Ireland

• The Still Point

  At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless; Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is. But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity, Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement towards, Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point,…

  Janet Maher

  July 12, 2016

  Art Thoughts, Ireland