mythopoetica

This story of female fertility.

Ideas of new beginnings, of a new world, implicit in the movement from England to here.

The appalling results -

The legacy of not passing on stories.

I'm telling other people's stories

because nobody else will. Or ever has.

What it is I have to do: break open secrets from the family, benign secrets now, they can do no-one any harm. Talk about death and loss and sufferings.

The voice in his belly told Theodore Krakouer to destroy the world. With words, too, I am destroying, smashing up,the world of the family. I don't mean to do anyone any harm.

Will I be forgiven for my transgression?