To think, starlight in the pond
travelled millions of years to reach us;
no one saw it,
or if they did, nothing was said.
To think, each leaf trembling on the tree
is unique among billions;
no one saw it,
or if they did, nothing was said.
To think, the threatening cloud growling beyond hills
was formed by eons of conniving concocting weather systems;
no one saw it,
or if they did, nothing was said.
To think, the baby born somewhere today in a slum,
unique among billions, is dead;
no one saw it,
or if they did, nothing was said.
To hear the poem read aloud click HERE.
This is truly beautiful!
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Thanks so much Cindy. Greatly appreciated.
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It’s rather inspired, isn’t it, Cindy?
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That is a lyrical contemplation, and a reminder to stop and think. Each stanza stresses the miracle of the most mundane of objects, adding on to the weight of the concluding stanza. It is an elegant, poignant, and a precious piece of poetry.
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Thanks, Uma. I am finding a poem a week getting to be too much, so might cut down. Initially it was a Poem a Month – but I got greedy.
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I have found forcing one to write doesn’t work. It’s best left a spontaneous process.
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I’m not sure what I think re spontaneous and “force” – there’s a difference (I’m sure) between “waiting for it to happen” and “exercising some discipline” (whatever that means!) I think writing within a specific form is a great aid to ones spontaneity. A form stops one from floundering around in a great cesspool of too many options.
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I am learning. Perhaps what I was thinking when I said that was there are times when a poem, or a major part of the poem, comes to you and you want to write it. One still needs to exercise some discipline even then, add a bit here, prune a bit there. Sometimes, beautiful ideas flow in during the process, words form as if by magic. And they are the best things one can write.
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Agreed! And sometimes one is surprised by what one just done!
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That last stanza took my breath away. This is a beautiful poem.
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Thanks so much, Nanette. Your comment gives a great deal of encouragement.
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A stunning, tender, poem
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Thanks, Derrick
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Just profound, Bruce – and nice to hear your voice!
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Thanks Noelle – and glad to see the recent flu hasn’t affected your insightful generousity!
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