On Margate Sands
I can connect
Nothing with Nothing
The broken fingernails of dirty hands
My people humble people who expect
The Wasteland 1922
The ships that can be seen from Margate Sands come and go, like ghosts. Their lights flicker at night. The images and emotions they evoke and the stories, understandings, memories and dreams that might be woven around them resonate and sparkle. These ships float in our vision and at a distance from land, home, and from our direct physical experience of their weight bulk, power and history. Always recognised as out of place, as strange and as strangers - as transitory and fleeting - suggesting another time, another state, and another sense of the world. Ghosts (and ghost-ships) operate beyond the known and the ordinary. They are messengers and mediators between worlds and forms of experience. These ghost-ships carry with them their cargo of story, memory and history. Bryan Hawkins
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