Tuesday, July 14, 2009

can't carry it with me

castles made of sand
precariously balanced

all things wash away

castles in the sky
wheelbarrows full of nothing

light, color, and thought


centria said...

Just watching the interplay of castles rising and washing away these days...nothing to hold on to...just sand, and light, opening and closing the hand and waves.

Devika said...

wonderful verse, Janet == and effective juxtaposition of the two :)

I still find light, color, and thought -- very interesting for the multitude of perspectives it offers:)

if not for that, just imagine our world and life...i may choose death the moment they cease to exist...i may, so I think,


Janet said...

Hi Devika~
This was inspired by a conversation about the limitations of language and how they lead to our confusions about "things" versus "states" or "experiences"(which cannot be contained in a wheelbarrow) ....and I think when it comes down to it, light color and thought might be the sum of it:-)

Devika said...

Okay Janet, and that somehow reminded me of

William Carlos Williams "The Red Wheelbarrow"

So much depends
a red wheel
glazed with rain
beside the white

If I may add -- so much depends on individual perception, does it makes sense? :)


Janet said...

It's all perception! Nice verse from WCW. Thanks:-)

Devika said...

thanks Janet for that affirmation :-)


FastDart said...

Wonderful video and the Haiku left me floating ;-)

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