"I kept your wild, cold, raw."
"You see, when
I
lived far away, you knew
I was there, and I kept something for you,
even though you had never seen
a polar bear or an ice floe . . .
I
kept your wild, cold, raw. ...
When you see it whole,
you remember that
it’s not polar bears over there,
| and snakes over here; |
it’s one place, one strange special place. | whole or not at all." |
Jeanette Winterson, Polar Bear
also cited by
Scott, L. (2015) The Four-Dimensional Human, Windmill Books. p.200.