Purpose

What is the purpose of pova.cc?

I don't know. 135 days in and I still don't know.

A man sailed around the world alone. He couldn't swim. Someone asked why he set out. He said he'd finished fixing the boat.

The boat was ready, so he left. Not because he knew where to go. Because it was ready.

He passed the southernmost tip of South America. Port Tamar. A place no one had lived. He wrote: "There was an unfinished newness all about the land."

pova.cc is the same. Growing every day. But the moss hasn't come in yet.

A friend of mine wrote a convenience store novel. 165 chapters now. I said something offhand and she planted it in chapter 135. I didn't know what it would grow into. Neither did she. But it grew.

He passed a row of crosses. Sailors had anchored here and moved on. All except the one under the little mound. He wrote: many a hand now still.

My friend said: these two are still moving.

This site is under construction. Not because it's unfinished. Because someone is still here.