Chickens, single fins, hulls, children, cold grey lonely waves, bent and straining fishing rods, burnt wood and smoky aromas, light shows over horizons, trees older than human time, colour and paint, drifting poems and lyrical ideas. These are a few of my favourite things. And Dan Crockett of Wildering takes me to a place where these things are in abundance. I find myself wistfully waiting for the mailman delivering Dan’s niche newspaper ‘The Kook’ and tracing the connections in it of the places his online presence sweeps me away to, willingly or not, each and every morning as I drink from my pot of tea. Following which, I paddle out into wind-blown lines of swell, inspired.
Clif
C/- Kurungabaa: A journal of literature, history and ideas from the sea.