| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Amanda J Cobb on 08/16/04 at 11:39 AM You continue to amaze me, Max. This is beautiful. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 08/16/04 at 01:09 PM commandement numero eleven. Tarzan, thou shalt never to think to understand Sheena. She is too much of the jungle and way to slick to think two could swing as one on that swinger's vine. It is sufficient agony to understand thyself. Wonder filled thoughts this brims with, Max. |
| Posted by Maryellen Lebeda-Parra on 08/16/04 at 02:58 PM first i have read of yours in a while ... i think that it is absolutely beautiful. ~ maryellen |
| Posted by Rula Shin on 08/16/04 at 04:15 PM This poem is beautiful, truly Max. I think your metaphor and expression of such is simply perfect. It is true that when one looks too hard for the answer it often becomes that much more elusive, but when we cease to obsess with the notion of our 'end' goal, and instead immerse ourselves in the journey, that is when the light will shine upon the soul of another and allow us to see through the fog. It is not until we merge ourselves into the beauty and joy and love that we become ONE with the vision we were so desperately trying to understand. To lose one’s self in another is to become a part of that beauty, and to become ONE is to BE with a deep understanding that extends far beyond the reach of the all too deliberate and cumbersome ‘soul navigation’…you have spoken so very wisely here and with such eloquence. I am putting this in my faves…
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| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 08/16/04 at 04:59 PM Well done Max. Superb analogy/use of metaphor. Adds to his favorites. |
| Posted by Mara Meade on 08/16/04 at 05:54 PM Max, the spiritual overtones in this are incredible. Our human-ness wants us to understand and build and glorify.... but we always come up short. To simply BE is what makes the difference. Awesome. This is on my favourites list. |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 08/16/04 at 06:07 PM It's beautiful, Max. The epiphony in discovering surrender, to simply float in that ocean. |
| Posted by Alex Smyth on 08/16/04 at 11:47 PM Max, there is great beauty in the speaker's continued yearning. (Wouldn't have been much to tell had he burned the pier and quit:o) Wonderful, wonderful poem, thanks so much for sharing! |
| Posted by Scott Cadence on 08/17/04 at 12:21 AM The imagery is still in my head - wonderful work.:) |
| Posted by Ginette T Belle on 08/17/04 at 03:54 AM perfect...truly, this truth at it's finest wrapped in beautiful metaphors and expressions...if only more would search with heart and soul instead of remaining content to just skim along the surface in the shallow end... |
| Posted by Traci Mabats on 08/17/04 at 04:34 PM ooh, applause! *pout, why are all the sensitive men unavailable |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 08/18/04 at 01:51 AM Yes, known is always known and to know from the known data's is a futile excercise which doesn't lead one any where. Its when you become one with what is,you know what is. The path is from the inside of the inside.This process of understanding is extremely human and beautiful. |
| Posted by Sam Roberts on 08/18/04 at 01:58 AM Brilliant work x |
| Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 08/18/04 at 04:18 AM a stunning piece of work, on so many levels.... But the ocean is
an addictive mystery....move over, melville, there's a new obsession in town, and his name is bouillet! |
| Posted by Melissa Arel on 08/18/04 at 02:17 PM Gorgeous! absolutely beautiful.. wonderful work, as always :) |
| Posted by Thomas K. Hunt on 08/18/04 at 11:21 PM Max, you've done it again...excellent read..Begining to understand is a start but the ocean (soul) holds many mysteries..will it ever be fully understood? |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 08/20/04 at 01:43 AM Ditto to the other comments Max....Charlie |
| Posted by Graeme Fielden on 08/20/04 at 01:28 PM clever use of metaphor here Br. Max. I think we're all still learning to swim! |
| Posted by Rachelle Howe on 08/20/04 at 08:38 PM LOL. Maximus. This is why I love your humor. the only nit-pick. "convinced myself
that I didn’t need to" didn't need what? the pier? should be an "it" or "that" or what have you. otherwise, great conclusion. |
| Posted by Laura Doom on 08/26/04 at 08:41 PM Strange that you should concentrate on 'her' ocean, and neglect the depth of your own :) - though I guess that wouldn't have provided us with such a warm and intelligently constructed wave of poetry. Doesn't say much for your seamanship though... |
| Posted by Bethany Lee on 04/14/05 at 08:32 PM an "addictive mystery", what an apt description. The end to this piece says it all... |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 07/04/05 at 10:32 PM Wow! What a poem. You have with delicate touch, painted the wretched and glorious journey we navigate if have the courage to do so. This goes on my favorites list, Max. Masterful. |
| Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 12/17/05 at 07:50 AM First, the directness, the statement as if in the midst of a conversation...beginning with the pier (pointed at simply, clearly) illustrates in one word....The ocean alluring the effort. The short strong colloquial statements, combined with the objects and efforts..."pier", "ship", "compass", the "mapping" a great deal of calculated action...all aimed and then lastly, (helplessly)assumed and abandoned into mystery...what a poetic mirror! |
| Posted by Christina Butcher on 03/20/06 at 08:28 PM you're still one of my favorites... i love this poem. it's pretty |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 04/27/06 at 07:41 PM Very beautiful and touching love story- excellently done! The last 4 lines say it all. Great read! |
| Posted by Maria Terezia Ferencz on 07/26/06 at 02:25 PM The mystery of love, the great unknown. This is an awesome work of words. Beautiful. |
| Posted by Melissa Panther on 01/09/09 at 06:47 PM The multitudes you contain become ever so evident in these lines...so moving, brilliant. |
| Posted by Allison Smith on 07/26/09 at 02:02 AM I think we've all been here at some stage. |
| Posted by Jody Pratt on 12/26/11 at 04:36 AM Wonderful! |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 08/06/18 at 01:29 AM I question sometimes if it is always possible to 'understand' in terms of putting into words the level of 'understanding' about which you write. The use of poetry improves that ability. But we all come from different backgrounds, different life experiences, and so many other differences, I am truly amazed at times that we communicate at all. Sometimes I think we just pretend to understand and shake our head yes to move the conversation in our own mind along. But I ramble. |
