On Being on the Top of the World
We three are on the spine of an unnamed nunatak rising out of an unnamed glacier, and we are having a conversation about the age of rocks. Here, June 28 in the last year of the millenium is a blazing blue twenty-four hour day, the temperature varies from a constant two to four degrees, and we sit on...
| Published in: | Caliban |
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| Format: | Article in Journal/Newspaper |
| Language: | English |
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Presses universitaires du Midi
2008
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| Online Access: | https://doi.org/10.4000/caliban.1086 http://journals.openedition.org/caliban/1086 |
| Summary: | We three are on the spine of an unnamed nunatak rising out of an unnamed glacier, and we are having a conversation about the age of rocks. Here, June 28 in the last year of the millenium is a blazing blue twenty-four hour day, the temperature varies from a constant two to four degrees, and we sit on our backpacks in a virtual ocean of black mountain peaks and snow eight hundred kilometers from the North Pole. Much closer to the North Pole than to my home in Edmonton, Alberta. I have questions. |
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