On Compost
Fraser MacDonald, 17 April 2025
“... connected with the idea of home as a shelter – against many things, including dirt.’ For Walt Whitman, ‘this compost’ was simultaneously vile, the stuff of putrefaction and ‘distemper’d corpses’, and redemptive: ‘It grows such sweet things out of such corruptions … it distils such exquisite winds out of such infused fetor.’ This ... ”