Sunday, 25 October 2015

Orifice (October)

‘One log, nine holes’ is an ancient riddle I read once somewhere and not in a golfing book. Two O’s of the eyes take in half of our world at a time.  The O’s of hearing, in one ear and in the other. O of the mouth, like Jonathan Jo in A.A. Milne, shaping every watery sound: Artichoke, Electricity, October. The O yes or O no of scents in the nostrils as they regulate breathing. O of the anus, O indeed, but healthful and harmless. And O of the genitals, without which life as we know it would not exist.

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