I join a monthly online writing workshop with Sarah Sentilles. Today the invitation was to write about darkness or blackness in a way that went around the usual negative associations which often unconsciously underlie our attitudes to colour. A few years ago I stood reading the opening page of a book about sleep in an op shop. It began, “Darkness does not fall, it rises.’
I have felt wordless about Black Lives Matter. Here is something that perhaps tells it slant.
Photograph, East Gippsland, Ian Ferguson, with thanks.