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June 17, 2005
Reach of surfaces in Death
To know and accept
the day for what it brings,
the stand of the objects, the
movement of time, the allowance of
Our presence, the quietness of this stare,
this seeing, of how life places us where we should be
where we fit the space we occupy, and the thrill
Of submission, laying on surfaces that take us
as we breathe the air we are allowed, in
anticipation of our senses, the
expectations
As the cobble stones turn,
rolling in river beds, and this
mercurial weight, this vessel takes
flights to unknowns, where the sky is
no more, and the Earth is flattened, extended
not in curves,and repetitions, but to an end
to far out look of where we have come, and traces
of our trespass, to add up the past, and clear the
present, as submission hold helpless, and the
liquidity of water brings us to the surface
raising beyond its measure, its element
for the wheels round seamless and world
flattens, no curves, no rounding
of clocks, no time, just the
presence and blessings
of an end
Posted by Idinraha at June 17, 2005 03:15 PM
Comments
You have use the word "submission" three times in your last two poems. We need to talk!!!
Posted by: LiveLife ![[TypeKey Profile Page]](http://www.idinraha.com/nav-commenters.gif)
at June 18, 2005 05:54 PM
OK adding the rant, I think that is 6 times..
Posted by: LiveLife at June 18, 2005 05:56 PM
by the way, I didn't mean that "I" talk, No. You must be in to something and I too want to know, to learn, to hear or to listen.
Posted by: LiveLife at June 18, 2005 09:19 PM
I just broke a record on your blog. Three (now four) comments in a row. I wonder who and when someone may break my record.
Posted by: LiveLife at June 18, 2005 09:21 PM
I don't understand it; I told you I was not too bright at poetry. Could someone translate...
Posted by: ShrinkLady at June 19, 2005 03:02 AM
My dear SL, it is about acceptance and Submission, acceptance of pain, and death, and celebrating them for what they are. Death is a passage, ans by accepting it you learn to live.
Posted by: Idinraha at June 19, 2005 10:11 AM
Thank you!
Posted by: ShrinkLady at June 20, 2005 10:52 AM