Name: Blade
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Author: Anonymous
ISBN: 9780752224671

Blade

2021-01-02 11:24:41

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I am a blade of grass. I live in a field of blades of grass. My name is Blade. So is the name of every other blade of grass in this field, for we are all brothers and sisters and mothers and fathers and sons and daughters and cousins and cousins of cousins, and we are all of us children of First Blade. And we are all one with the field and the field is all one with us. That is why I am never alone, and that is why I am always alone; that is why talking to my brother next door, or to my sister next door to him, or even to some distant cousin's cousin many doors over is just like talking to myself. Then again, what does it matter? For I am deaf. And I am blind. But I can smell the air and I can taste the earth with my fingers (you might think of them as roots). I can also touch: the air with my stem and blade, the earth with the same fingers that taste. The air smells sweetly of warmth and of lovely carbon. The earth tastes muskily of life and many other fingers all tasting and touching the earth just like mine. The air smells of freedom, the earth tastes of life, and food, and of safely ensconced. The air smells of water sometimes, and the water tastes of cloud and of far-away water rising, perhaps out of other fields of grass, or out of some bigger, endless water where no fields of grass sway in the wind. The earth is a life-giver, and so is the air.:Even though we are a peaceful lot, we still have enemies. Some of them are very small and they tickle my fingers and many of these little ones like to eat them too (you might think of them as insects or worms-creepy crawlies). Not that their eating hurts, for we are blessed with a painless existence; but having your fingers consumed by something or someone that tickles and whom you cannot see is not a pleasant sensation, and it tends to uproot you-and if not uproot, then starve you since now (rootless or less rooted) you can no longer bring the earth inside and up into stem and blade as sustenance. And so you starve. Sometimes Less

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