wonderful art film that one can frame as a eulogy for the idea of urbanism and land use in the state of georgia. here are some quotations from the poetry.
“A forest season/A boundless palace,/From a wilderness to a state,/From unknown lands to chartered streets,/Deer trail becomes Indian trail becomes county road”
“From East to West, Indian land became English land,/And English land became American.”
“The county is a pattern./Medieval. Orbital. Ezekiel./A pattern of land, roads and people.”
“Where the roads of the county intersect, there is a town./The town is at the center of the county./From the center, the town extends for one mile/ in every direction.”
“We are lost without a map, but well misplaced./Bring us doubt upon doubt,/Bless us and break us/With mystery upon mystery.”
“The interstate doesn’t serve; it possesses/It has the power to make the land invisible to our attention,/ The interstate made the city possible.”
“Here, there is a sense of order,/From above and below,/From within and without./Not one brick out of true.”
“There are no words to describe the city./No words to describe its weight against you.”
“In the city, my heart was made desolate/ when I looked into the face of the sign.”
“One can look for some evidence of communion,/Some sign of belonging,/The relation of one’s part to the city’s whole,/But the answer to your question is no.”
“The city is not a place. It’s a thing./It has none of the marks of a place/,but all those of a machine.”
“Why is the sign of the thing preferred/ to the thing itself?”
“The county is at the center of the state./The town is at the center of the county./The courthouse is at the center of the town./The weathervane is the center of it all.” (doesn’t this make you think of venturi and duck v shed?)
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