First word: Sylvie Stern was matron of the underground

By Nigel Featherstone
Updated April 23 2018 - 8:32pm, first published February 2 2015 - 1:21pm

Impermanence. If there is one thing we can be sure of, it is impermanence. The years make this clear, the ending of one and the beginning of another. And the seasons make it clear, too. The delicious slip from summer to autumn, which will be here before we know it: the discolouring of leaves, the fall, the shorter days, the darkness. Days always end in darkness; life doesn't know anything else. The same way there's always light at dawn, once night has had its run.

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