Growing up, I learned that the brook running past our house in the middle of England flowed into the River Cherwell, which flowed into the Thames, which flowed to London and the sea. I dreamed of ...
In the estuary, worlds meet, combine, finish. Not only the various states of Nature — the freshwater of the outgoing river, first embracing, then battling the incoming saline sea, merely to dissolve ...
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