Monthly Archives: January 2014

fantasy home

‘As I walked, the thought came to me:
“It is time to go home.”
It wasn’t our town that I thought of…

I saw a country road lined with tall shady trees.
I saw fields, cattle, a village below trees.
I don’t know what book or picture
I had got that from,
or why a place like that came to me,
and I played with it.
The mornings, the dew, the fresh flowers,
the shade of the trees in the middle of the day,
the fires in the evening.
I felt I had known that life,
and that it was waiting for me again somewhere.

It was a fantasy, of course.

-V.S.Naipaul in A Bend in the River