not a pretty picture. not a good. not a bad. picture. but an argument.

Sunday, May 20, 2012

toward the vale


happily goes the traveler - somewhere


simultaneously
there is a real day
and an artificial one

the artificial one moves along the highway, a well constructed, fast moving, carefully manicured, fecundidly funded, well oiled and strategically punctuated with satiation points Freeway, moving nowhere at all but moving! and this is 
the prime distraction

the real one can be found through a hole toward the vale, a dark leafed entrance to a cool pond, where desperate deep greens are chanting lowly, almost black, where the language of colour overlaps itself.  you must be prepared to sit still and silent through great waves of engulfing tides of nothing 
to find the something

5 comments:

  1. Life is the car moving on the highway, there is no place to stand, if you try to do, those who come after you touch the klaxon. At some point you have to leave the highway, take the local road, slow down, if you do, you've gone over to the valley and do not even have seen.
    a hug

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  2. I think this is even better with the photograph. Btw I shared the link of the photo you like and ordered a great big 11x14 of the tree in wind...something I shall post a peek of when it is framed on my wall! How fortunate I have been in blogland :)

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  3. To be still in order to find meaning!

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  4. annie,
    I'm trying to be still..i'm trying to be the leaf..beautiful

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  5. perhaps both roads lead to the same clearing, finally ... but this is the most irrelevant thing imaginable ... the difference is between feeling the grass beneath your slow, bare feet and smelling the leaves, or zooming past unconscious in an air-conditioned carriage ... i prefer the grass, even if there are bees ...

    the picture is stunning, somber and real and somehow deeper in my blood than flowers :-)

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"Words at the limit of hearing, attributable to no one, received in the conch of the ear like dew by a leaf." (philippe jaccottet) or even a quiet presence is appreciated))