In an attempt to unboggle this bloggle, I posted its photo and poem on "Invalid's Workshop" --a poetry blog I've maintained without whack for 14 years. It gained 16 views this week but no comments, which is unusual. I have transferred its photo and text here, to this blog to see if any comments come through. It is called
The composition of one:
Up? Down? How
Does one tell time
When time is done?
An end undone or
Begun in infinity--
Divinity calls, even from
Faces fixed in walls.
I'd sure appreciate any comments on this poem here to ease solicitude re. mechanical lack or general whack. I do not understand either one and welcome assistance.
What I see in the picture is two surprised faces.
ReplyDeleteExactly what I saw 40 years ago after plastering them into the back hall wall. Anybody'd be surprised.
DeleteOver the years you have blown and scrambled my mind. This poem will be bouncing around for days wanting an answer I don't have.
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Dear Austan, the answer is there but doesn't always respond to our inquiries. Having same problem with the poem.
DeleteAppears you've stumped people, Geo. I find your poem unsettling, mortality can certainly manifest it'self in many ways. Take care, Geo, hope you're doing alright.
ReplyDeleteDear Mike, I have stumped myself too --not an uncommon occurrence--- but am doing alright.
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ReplyDeleteYou do alright too. K?
DeleteI wouldn't be able to undress in a room with that wall plug..
ReplyDeleteMe neither, it's cold in the back hall!
DeleteI love when faces appear in ordinary things. We had a plug installed this week, for the generator in case the power goes out, sadly it has no face. But after waiting 15 months for it, it's appearance sure made me smile!
ReplyDeleteDear Juli, understood. As a partner in pareidolia, I like faces in things like dark walls in webby barns, giants smiling and marching weightless over my counterpane as a kid, and of course the Man In The Moon. But, I concur.With all the power outages these past few weeks I would welcome a faceless generator too.
DeleteDear Geo., I wish you and your family all the best for the New Year 2023.
ReplyDeleteAs to your photo: maybe two little pigs - which in Germany are a symbol for "good luck". (They should look a bit happier, though - but maybe they are confused appearing "Here" and not "There", on your blog for 14 years).
Time as a circle (as around the two faces) - thus endless. Tao.
Dear Britta, Somewhat like Lao Tzu (2500 years ago?) I believe the Universe is intelligent and alive --we live as much as possible in its balance. My little pigs may look miffed at getting plastered, but it's safer for them than the old "wattle and daub" method of 10,000 years ago. Universe has led us to a safer method of transferring electrons into our back-hallways. Tao, my friend.
ReplyDeleteAll I can muster is they look surprised, as though not expecting what they perceive. I guess we are like that too. Isn't time really timeless?
ReplyDeleteI suspect objects that must move create time, enable time --somehow, from the irreducible ,restless subatomic continuum. Otherwise, possibility itself is rendered illusion.
DeleteHi, Geo! Happy New Year rather late. I've really been hit or miss on blogging the past few months. Your "Composition of One" made me laugh, because the two little faces look so surprised. In terms of looking at it as "One," I could see a pig's snout of a fat pig lying on it's side. All the best to you, Norma, and loved ones in the coming year. May the crazy weather stop nailing your area!
ReplyDeleteDear Louise, after over a decade of drought, many of us here --whose houses haven't slid into the sea-- are gaining some hope that California won't burn down this year. Little League is even allowing kids to use wooden bats this summer instead of those aluminum things. Houses, fences, scrabble-squares, and some of us old men have been declared harmful combustibles by Gavinor Newsom..
DeleteOh boy! I already wished you Happy New Year! I'm brain dead. We've been in Hawaii since January 10th. Since then I've finished my last two of eight infusions for my eyes, regained my ability to walk without a limp by spending many hours working in a pool. Now I have to have a root canal on Tuesday, and then I think I'll be out of the woods. Is that being out of whack ~ lol! I hope that you and Norma have faring better.
ReplyDeleteOh girl! I surmise we both need a happy new year. I sure hope the eye-infusions help, and I rejoice in your conquest of limping --one I've lately dealt with. I use a cane now especially at night when raccoons come growling at me. I swing and bang it on bushes and they run away. In short, I too have been unwell. Future holds promise, but keep a cane near.
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