|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Rula Shin on 01/02/06 at 06:12 AM|
Yes, past is DEAD. LIFE is only for the LIVING. We are so used to living our associations, our pasts, our daydreams, our futures. I wish we can CHANGE, GROW, INTEND. May We UNDO the living we are so used to living, and KNOW LIFE NOW.
|Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 01/02/06 at 07:14 PM|
There is in all visible things...a hidden wholeness - that which is essential is invisible to the eye. So in living, life is itself its own explanation, and immediately obviates the need for any other. Thank you.
|Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 01/03/06 at 09:32 AM|
"Away" in memory, self-conscious of the past, one's own death rises, in the sense that its presence breathes deeply and immediately upon us, in that sense we are being "lived by" it.
Then, as everyday concerns return, it fades into the future, and recedes in immediacy, although this has changed us...and is unforgettable.
This is what your poem bring to mind, as I have experienced. What fine poetic feeling, with such few words, so vivdly expressed!
|Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 01/03/06 at 07:53 PM|
this makes complete and perfect sense to me today...
|Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 01/04/06 at 01:23 AM|
This says to me most succinctly and clearly that it is better to think about life than death. It reminds me of St. Paul's comment, "Oh death where is your sting, oh grave, where is your victory?"
|Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/04/06 at 02:55 AM|
Really like the cyclic mirror effect of this piece Ashok. Beautifully cerebral.
|Posted by Kate Demeree on 01/05/06 at 02:53 AM|
For ever in Life is Death and Only in Dying can we become alive... Beautifly rendered... lovingly thought. *hugs*....
|Posted by Nadia Gilbert Kent on 01/06/06 at 05:17 AM|
You're so eloquent.
|Posted by Jean Mollett on 09/16/06 at 04:06 AM|
Great write. ya got me on this one. I also have to agree with some of the others on this one. :)
|Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 10/19/06 at 02:52 AM|
so provocative with a few simple lines...always we circle back to the same place. the ultimate twin polarity of existence and attitude. a sharp reminder of our perceived priorities. PK
|Posted by Joan Serratelli on 06/11/07 at 11:43 AM|
Congrats on POTD! Great piece- short and great food for thought. It seemed to become clearer with each read.
|Posted by Lauren Singer on 06/11/07 at 05:53 PM|
this has a very strong circular feel to it. its just as effective when read backwards as it is forwards. beautiful. congrats on PotD!
|Posted by Kyle Anne Kish on 06/11/07 at 07:38 PM|
Many congratulations on your POTD!
|Posted by JD Clay on 06/12/07 at 01:44 AM|
This reads as effectively from the bottom-up as it does from the top-down. Kinda like life or should we say season. Either way I'm glad you're back or at least still among us. Congratulation on your mind bending Poem Of The Day.
|Posted by Michelle Angelini on 06/13/07 at 09:39 PM|
Excellent words and thoughts. Congratulations (ok, a bit late) on POTD.
|Posted by Rhyana Fisher on 07/15/07 at 03:42 PM|
a graveyard is a peaceful place for contemplation but it's not well constructed for caring for the needs of the living.