Lost
while I am here I become lost
exactly where I sit
is no longer exactly where I sit
everything becomes light
light becomes everything
posted by MB at 9:06 AM
Thursday, July 13, 2006
while I am here I become lost
exactly where I sit
is no longer exactly where I sit
everything becomes light
light becomes everything
About Me
About Me
- Name: MB
A poetry writing practice, near-daily. Write and don't look back. Break open the shell. It's harder than it looks. And it's not as hard as it seems.
The Last 10 Feathers
- There
- Later
- Growing light
- Series: Visibility 5
- Series: Visibility 1, 2, 3, 4
- Thinking
- Interior landscape
- Owl feather
- Elements
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15 Comments:
This made me ache. It is beautiful.
Ahhh.
nice.
Interesting about the Cosmic Lost and Found, eh?
Everything is there, and yet not.
'Takes my breath away...'
...as if an epiphany.
A divine moment... indeed.
Oh, this is the one I needed right now. Beautiful, thank you.
MB, this sunlight in the photograph is perfectly splendid.
Easy to get lost in...
I looked tonight at the area you visited. It will be a fabulous vacation for us to do a couple of the Circle Tours - ferrying and driving along the Sunshine Coastline. Perhaps next summer we will plan that. We honeymooned in the San Juan Islands, a little south of Vancouver Island before moving here.
MB this just makes me search for words. i can imagine sitting on shoreline and contemplating the still slow ebb of last light...it feels so real to me. just gorgeous! (PS. i will be doing this same thing in a few weeks when I take my canoe trip!)
ps...email me yllstonewolf@yahoo.com - i'd love to hear all about your trip!
I think I'm still lost in that picture.
That was beautiful, MB. Picture & words. And experience.
Oh, I could get lost here, too. Nice poem to go with the photo. Lovely.
See any whales?
Now this one interests me a lot. I think you have something here, especially the second stanza. The rhythm is great. A mini-postmodern exploration of being.
Emily, welcome and thanks for your comment. I'm very glad you enjoyed it.
Lori, as usual, your comment reveals a perceptive reading of the poem.
Chuck, ah, it sounds like I managed to communicate some of the feeling to you then. Thanks.
Brenda, the trip was filled with them. I think you would have loved it.
Jean, thank you very much for letting me know. It means a great deal to me to know when people respond as you did.
Sky, the San Juans sound like a lovely place to spend your honeymoon! And driving/ferrying up the Sunshine Coast makes a great vacation. The name is, of course, a bit of an overstatement (!) but there is a rainshadow effect that makes spending time there a little easier for people like me who have grown accustomed to the sun.
Anne, oh, thank you for your wonderful response.
Mermaid, I know I am still lost out there a little bit, and a little bit of it is still carried with me.
Gilbert, I'm glad you felt it that way.
Leslee, no whales where we were. Plenty of seals, which are frustratingly difficult to photograph. They sometimes followed us around, at a slight distance, popping their heads up to watch us with curiousity, and then disappearing again just as the camera would click! Such open curiousity was a wonder to me in a wild creature.
Amy, thanks! I don't have a clue how to label it.
Michelle, oh it definitely can be a very good thing. I'm glad you see that.
Thanks, Silvermoon. I'm glad you found the poem affecting — it is a challenging thing to try too express but you make me feel I may have succeeded somewhat. I took this photo on my trip.
this sounds like a profoundly transcendent moment... i'm happy for you.
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