The story behind Meander
It was 1996. My friend and I were touring western Anatolia — present day Turkey.
Our guide Murat described ancient Miletus and the alluvial Menderes River beside. We imagined Athenian traders seated on these marble blocks: some, waiting for weather forecasts; others, news from Athens, Carthage, and Alexandria; with alas, their ancient tales of woe. Murat alluded to the Homeric tales, 8th century B.C. E. and we imagined Homer declaiming Odysseus’ adventures from that very podium where its stones now lay in grass.
I mused that Living is simply a timeless meander.