Wednesday, December 29, 2010

It's All Perspective

“Life is the first gift, love is the second, and understanding the third” ~ Marge Piercy (American novelist, essayist, and poet, b.1936) Marge Piercy is the author of seventeen novels including The New York Times Bestseller Gone To Soldiers; the National Bestsellers Braided Lives and The Longings of Women and the classic Woman on the Edge of Time; seventeen volumes of poetry, and a critically acclaimed memoir Sleeping with Cats.

“The intuitive mind is a sacred gift and the rational mind is a faithful servant. We have created a society that honors the servant and has forgotten the gift.” ~ Albert Einstein

“We are all faced with a series of great opportunities brilliantly disguised as impossible situations.” ~ Charles R. Swindoll (American Writer and Clergyman, b.1934)

“You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.” ~ Friedrich Nietzsche

It's All Perspective

I circle above
cold eyed, clear sighted, spying
on the moment between
the two of you, knowing
you argue but seeing the dance
you perform at this height,
either of you are
simply too big to carry
to my waiting young.

October 3, 2009 7:50 PM


  1. For some reason this makes me giggle.
    Love it

  2. I'm with zombie. Wondering why that is. I got this image: we are wolves, in this life, with our noses to the ground, sniffing the feral scent out in lines that which might lead us to the answer. Funny thing is, life, the answer, is a giant pecker pissing itself out all over the landcape.

    Now, how the farq do you explain zombie laughing and me getting this?

    Perspective, I suppose.

  3. I forgot what I was going to say, as the visitor map is blinking two...2!! I am not alone here. Someone else is in this place from the other side of the continent. I have goose bumps. Who? Lurking? Commenting?

    Okay, where was I....arguments...

    nah...I don't wanna go there.

  4. You women are going to drive me down. I'll need to give up trying to figure you, it out. I have no idea why someone would giggle exactly, or that it would lead to the vision of life as a giant pecker pissing.

    I do think the eagle has an accurate perspective on the human circus, the players not even suitable for feeding the eagle young.

    I had a vision under acid once of the manifestation of the universe as an exact inside view of a timeless moment of mid-orgasm shared by some immense extradimensional lovers. I see nothing wrong in this view yet, my minuscule life a participant in this orgasmic display, occasionally mirroring it in my own experience and wondering what universes my own orgasm may contain.

    And to Annie, it is starting to be a common experience that you would be part of a pair. There are that many visitors here now. I think I have been present enough and varied enough that I show up in search engines for a wide variety of key word searches. Most do not comment. That one did not according to you seeing it blinking elsewhere on the planet. Just now I was sharing my place, me with Erie, Pennsylvania. I have done that before. I don't know who is in Erie. I don't think I have ever had anyone comment from there, but there are a large number of hits from there, a regular group(?) of lurker(s). Most visitors lurk here, but they seem to return.

  5. i loved this poem, not only for itself, and what it says about what counts as " nourishment" for a hungry next generation, but also how you have leaned it against the words and sentiments of a poet, a scientist and a philosopher and found them both sufficient and yet not quite so....

    at the same time, i liked seeing the resonances and the paradox(es).

  6. All of a sudden I feel wiser than I am. Thank you, Harlequin


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