Hi! In addition to the wonderful minimalistically figurative text about the realization of the hopeless fatality of the time of being flowing like a river, I really liked the associative coincidence with the image below, sad and fatalistic - respect to the author!
Ah ... analogy, metaphor, and lacking context, the "human" mind fills in the missing pieces of its own choosing. In kind we reflect ... should we, could we, must we classify this snippet of literary DNA? It's no longer sufficient to mull about, begging for sustenance and hope for pity - that is in short supply in this age. No, it's better to lie at places in the subway where it's impossible not to trip over the body of experience that is the poetic vessel. At least, there may be, with luck, a tumble or accident that will evoke something in the way of an acknowledgement of this thing that interacts with our own existence. Make of it what you will. At least we have the meager satisfaction that the event provokes.
doesn't take many words to say a lot. deep and powerfully said with the just the right words and imagery. speaks to the emptiness. fantastic imagery and feeling. well done.
Deep meaning poems resonate with me.
Although this is a rather sad tale it is still a realistic view into our lives...especially as we get older.
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I've read this twice as it stands then, wandering the words end to beginning because seems to me both mind and body is searching for its rightful place 'in a timless river.' Perhaps.
Body being dismembered as if responsible for thought fading? Perhaps.
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7 Months Ago
Thank you for your interpretation, I usually don't explain or comment on what I've done).. but the i.. read moreThank you for your interpretation, I usually don't explain or comment on what I've done).. but the individual train of thought of those who have become interested in my work is really important to me.. Thank you!
7 Months Ago
I can't and don't aim to read a poet's mind but the way his or her words touch mine and occasionally.. read moreI can't and don't aim to read a poet's mind but the way his or her words touch mine and occasionally, my heart. You're welcome.
7 Months Ago
Thank you so much anyway 🤝
7 Months Ago
Repeated smiles because one isn't enough according to this box's demand!
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