"As my early drawings warned me, where humans go, lions and tidal waves follow"
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Wally Lamb’s line lands like a darkly comic prophecy: the childish act of drawing becomes an early-warning system for adult catastrophe. “As my early drawings warned me” frames imagination not as escape but as diagnosis. In Lamb’s world, the kid with a pencil isn’t inventing monsters; he’s rehearsing the pattern that life will later confirm. That’s the sting: we like to treat childhood art as harmless symbolism, but here it’s filed as evidence.
The pairing of “lions and tidal waves” is doing sly work. One threat is animate, predatory, almost mythic; the other is indifferent physics. Put together, they suggest that human presence attracts both kinds of ruin: the violence we perpetrate (lions as appetite, dominance, teeth) and the disasters that don’t care about our narratives (tidal waves as scale, inevitability). The line refuses to flatter humanity. It doesn’t say people conquer nature; it says people arrive and the danger queue forms behind them.
The subtext is a commentary on collateral damage: wherever humans settle, consume, or “improve,” something wild is either provoked or displaced, and something enormous eventually breaks. There’s also a writerly wink here. Lamb is an author of domestic intensity, often tracing how family histories carry hidden undertows. The sentence compresses that sensibility into a single image: home is never just home. It’s a shoreline, and we keep building as if the sea can’t remember.
The pairing of “lions and tidal waves” is doing sly work. One threat is animate, predatory, almost mythic; the other is indifferent physics. Put together, they suggest that human presence attracts both kinds of ruin: the violence we perpetrate (lions as appetite, dominance, teeth) and the disasters that don’t care about our narratives (tidal waves as scale, inevitability). The line refuses to flatter humanity. It doesn’t say people conquer nature; it says people arrive and the danger queue forms behind them.
The subtext is a commentary on collateral damage: wherever humans settle, consume, or “improve,” something wild is either provoked or displaced, and something enormous eventually breaks. There’s also a writerly wink here. Lamb is an author of domestic intensity, often tracing how family histories carry hidden undertows. The sentence compresses that sensibility into a single image: home is never just home. It’s a shoreline, and we keep building as if the sea can’t remember.
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