THE SAND HILL REVIEW http://www.sandhillreview.org 2001
May
We’re not just squeaky door-hinges: we are
all lighthouse towers slightly off plumb, like the one south of San Francisco
built after the Gold Rush and Civil War, whose keepers had to lug fuel
canisters of pig lard up 144 steps to the center of a sixteen-foot-high lens
composed of over a thousand individual
prisms which focused the glow into twenty-four spider legs of light so that
someone adrift¾even below the horizon¾could see them and be
saved.
Joel
Katz