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| # 2025-05-16 - To A High Place by Teo Savory | |
| I picked out this book from the Little Free Library. It was | |
| published in 1972. The book jacket includes an endorsement from | |
| "the Vietnamese poet Nhat Hanh." | |
| > To A High Place is a novel in which a botanist named Reginald | |
| > Elphinstone tells the story of a lady poet named Teo Savory. She | |
| > has taken all the sufferings of her times to be her own, and one | |
| > morning she discovered a world of dazzling pureness [and] learned | |
| > to view this world "from a new angle." I do not think she | |
| > discovered her wonderful world just by viewing /this/ one. She | |
| > lives in /that/ world in the most real way, and that is why her | |
| > eyes and her heart shine with the dazzling pureness that | |
| > characterize her new world... I notice that once she got into the | |
| > boat and took the oar, she found herself immediately on the other | |
| > shore. When you look back, you are already there... | |
| > --[Thich] Nhat Hanh | |
| > Designed by Alan Brilliant. Typeset by Eric Smith and printed by | |
| > Rudy Villanueva, bound by Patricia Field and Danci Mock; all by | |
| > hand at Unicorn Press. | |
| My kind of publishing! | |
| > Although the novel is not based on the life of any botanist, the | |
| > search for plants having been used symbolically, the author wishes | |
| > to acknowledge the use of certain phrases, in the latter sections | |
| > of the book, from the works, in particular The Rainbow Bridge and | |
| > On the Eaves of the World by Reginald Farrer. | |
| On The Eaves of the World, Volume 1 | |
| On The Eaves of the World, Volume 2 | |
| The Rainbow Bridge | |
| I read this book in two sittings. I found it a beautifully pure and | |
| poetic experience. The reading is deceptively light and easy. The | |
| tone is whimsical yet profound. It left me dwelling on my | |
| simultaneous sensations of the lingering sweetness of dreams and the | |
| poignant pain of reality: the bittersweet joys and sacred | |
| melancholies of life itself. | |
| Spoiler warning! | |
| The protagonist could have been a Victorian English equivalent to | |
| Edward Scissorhands. Born disabled, his mother rejected him the hour | |
| of his birth. None of his family accepted him, except for his sister. | |
| Yet he kept his chin up and disregarded familial and social sleights. | |
| Oppression rolled off him like water from a duck's back and he barely | |
| seemed to even take notice of it. | |
| What follows are interesting quotes from the book. | |
| The feeling I had in France, that something had been unleashed in the | |
| world which may not be caged again for centuries, returns to me here. | |
| A misconception of the purpose of man (always mysterious and | |
| obscure) has occurred--where when started one could not, without | |
| knowing more of history than I, be able to say. But one might say | |
| that the misconception extends to the meaning of freedom and that no | |
| freedom, but only total destruction, will come out of the fury | |
| blowing over this earth. | |
| The understanding of the One--and the Many, begun in India and | |
| continued in this high place in Tibet, leads me away ever further | |
| from the West... Could I but build a bridge from East to West, what | |
| spiritual riches would flow over the old Silk roads, the East India | |
| Company's seaways; spices for the mind and heart... But I can only | |
| make a prismed bridge, colored by poppy and primrose, iris and | |
| gentian, and the golden rose... Or, when I find again the heavenly | |
| gentian, send a piece of Asian sky to instruct our misty one. Here, | |
| the base of my searched-for bridge climbs higher into the Tibetan | |
| alps. Higher and higher I climb, as the plants do, for--Meg, do you | |
| know?--whenever the invading foot treads over them, the plants flee | |
| up the maintain. Poppies and asphodel which have lived at peace for | |
| centuries with encamping priests, or roving woodcutters, or shepherds | |
| in their season, are no longer to be seen on the screes and the | |
| slopes I used to visit. They have fled, now, up to the very eaves of | |
| the world, where only the mountains and the monasteries look down | |
| from their heights of peace onto the warfare close below. | |
| author: Savory, Teo, 1907-1989 | |
| detail: gopher://gopherpedia.com/0/Teo_Savory | |
| LOC: PZ4.S268 To PS3569.A85 | |
| tags: book,fiction,travel | |
| title: To A High Place | |
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