| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kara Hayostek on 03/20/04 at 08:16 PM I read this several times and have yet to come up with a suitable comment. This is one of those things that I don't want to think about. |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 03/21/04 at 04:05 AM The first two verses especially resonate with me. I seem to do a lot of this and it is comforting knowing there is another who does these inspections and projections. Good poem, Thomas. |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 03/21/04 at 02:10 PM Yes, the time is the synonym of life. And its like a coil spring, unwinding at a set pace.It all depends on us as to how we treat this process of unwinding? The process of life or the process of the most certain thing despite all the uncertainty. Besides, one can slow down the process of this unwinding by moving step in step with the time rather than chasing it. A beautiful thinking poem. |
| Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 03/23/04 at 09:04 AM you have captured this sentiment perfectly, thomas... ah... to reflect and know one's own mortality... blessings... |
| Posted by Anita Mac on 03/24/04 at 12:10 AM This is great. My thoughts turn to these things a lot lately. But "rage before the dying of the light..." ~Nita |
