Tag Archives: Kinghorn

Coastal (Being and) Time

” ‘Nature’ is not to be understood as that which is just present-at-hand …” Martin Heidegger It is difficult to convey a sense of scale. Perched on the edge of a collapsed harbour wall, the vestiges break from the blue … Continue reading

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On the edge and further out: to slip through time

It is not down in any map; true places never are. Herman Melville I Out on the fringe of gold                         – lip of coastal edge. Eyeing that breath of line                        – flux of sea and sky. Grounded punctuation … Continue reading

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Levitate the Crags!

One of the most direct ways to immerse yourself in Fife’s liminal energies is to walk the Coastal Path. Out on the edge at the intersection of land and sea is always a receptive  place to be.  However, for the … Continue reading

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Happenstance – 1 (19.02.12 CE)

Scribbling away this morning and consulting Daniel Defoe’s A Tour Through the Whole Island of Great Britain. Walking in the afternoon near the beach at Kinghorn, and thinking about Defoe’s visit which he recounts in Letter XIII.  Thoughts also turn … Continue reading

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