Tuesday, May 24, 2016

senior year



I just graduate high school but this will not be another sentence to the past. How does anyone find the time for nostalgia these days? Future beckons -- plums swell.

Thoughts of the future grow consuming, not unlike nostalgia. I am comforted by this quote from the fabulous essay collection by Wayne Koestenbaum, My 1980s & Other Essays.

"When I look back at the eighties I see myself as a small boat. It is not an important, attractive, or likable boat, but it has a prow, a sail, and a modest personality. It has no consciousness of the water it moves through. Some days it resembles Rimbaud’s inebriated vessel. Other, clearer days, it is sober and undemonstrative. There are few images or adjectives we could affix to the boat; there are virtually no ways to classify it. Its only business is staying afloat. Thus the boat is amoral. It has been manufactured in a certain style. Any style contains a history. The boat is not conscious of the history shaping its movements. The boat, undramatic, passive, at best pleasant, at worst slapdash, persistently attends to the work of flotation, which takes precedence over responsible navigation. As far as the boat is concerned, it is the only vessel on the body of water. How many times must I repeat the word boat to convince you that in the eighties I was a small boat with a minor mission and a fear of sinking? The boat did not sink."

Koestenbaum speaks of the 1980s, I speak of 2016. I'd like to think. 




2 comments:

  1. loved this! That quote from My 1980s and Other Essays really made me think.

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    1. <3 <3 glad you dig! would definitely recommend the whole book

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