Louis Osofsky:  

speaking of the between-forest, in the Central Valley, there are two forests which join in me. and yes, the preposition "between" belongs to forests in general. it's what they are about. a forest is what exists between its trees, between its dense undergrowth and its clearings, between all its life cycles and their different time scales, ranging from solar energy to insects that live for a day. a forest is also a meeting place, both physically and metaphorically, between those who enter it and something unnameable and attendant, waiting behind a tree or in the undergrowth. something intangible and within touching distance. neither silent nor audible. it is only visitors who feel this attendant something; those who can read unwritten signs are even more keenly aware of it. ***** to journey on the keyboard thethingsinbetween they touch my mind still ~ louis throughout written time cities have offered shelter, a hiding-place, while also being places in which a wanderer can be ultimately lost. they oblige us to recognize how much is hidden in the framing of silence: that is to say, words interrupt or arrest the flow of time what am i doing ? choosing joy; relishing silence; not being limited by who i think i am; learning to trust the natural rhythms of the world; sleeping most nights; returning ...Expand for more