Thursday, November 02, 2006

Fear


















it's not that I fear hope
I fear the forgoing
it's not that I fear hate
I fear not knowing

it's not that I fear anger
I fear waiting
it's not that I fear pain
I fear the anticipating

it's not that I fear love
I fear not trying
it's not that I fear death
I fear dying


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20 Comments:

Blogger Pat Paulk said...

I love it!!!! The last line perfectly caps this off.

11/02/2006 12:04 PM  
Blogger alan said...

Somehow I think those four little letters cause more of the world's problems than we know, along with our own!

alan

11/02/2006 12:06 PM  
Blogger charlie said...

I often think we fear too little, probably because we know too little. And so we fear phantasms of the mind and not a threatening reality. Fear serves real purpose, except when beset by ignorance. I fear ignorance - my own and others'.

11/02/2006 1:17 PM  
Blogger rdl said...

Oh my!! heavy! good!! very good!!

11/02/2006 2:07 PM  
Blogger Pauline said...

Oh, me too, me too, MB! How perfectly put! It's not the thing itself but the thought of the thing. I have printed and posted this one on my bulletin board to remind me I need not fear.

11/02/2006 4:00 PM  
Anonymous Becca said...

This just simply speaks truth ... to me. I love the depth of your insight in the sparcity of words.

11/02/2006 4:29 PM  
Blogger Dave said...

Very well put.

11/02/2006 5:19 PM  
Blogger zhoen said...

(o)

11/02/2006 5:48 PM  
Blogger robin andrea said...

Oh yes. Ever since I watched my father die, I have spent the past fifteen years reconciling those last two lines of your poem.

11/02/2006 6:28 PM  
Anonymous guile said...

simple yet profound..

11/02/2006 6:48 PM  
Blogger garnet david said...

One could also say. ...not that I fear hate, I fear not feeling.

I love the first two lines. ...I fear the forgoing...

11/02/2006 7:54 PM  
Blogger firebird said...

Wow!! another fabulous photo--it captures the beauty of this season with its colors and dramatic light and shadows--so inspiring!

11/02/2006 9:58 PM  
Blogger floots said...

expressed so succinctly
and backed up by the perfect picture
thank you

11/03/2006 5:25 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

thanks. right on the button ... again.
ouch!

Sx

11/03/2006 5:26 AM  
Blogger Bitterroot said...

Your poetry has so much truth. This one really strikes home with me.

11/03/2006 11:11 AM  
Blogger polona said...

wonderfully expressed, mb. this one hits home with me too.

11/03/2006 1:51 PM  
Blogger mermaid said...

Persepective in shades. What better picture could you have picked to go with these words?

11/03/2006 3:18 PM  
Blogger Jean said...

Ces feuilles d'automne forment un magnifique vitrail !

11/04/2006 4:31 AM  
Blogger Endment said...

The light in the photo is breathtaking
The words of your poem are as always reaching into my heart.

11/05/2006 10:37 AM  
Blogger MB said...

Pat, thanks! Yes, I think that is the end.

Alan, fear causes lots of problems on many levels.

Charlie, you are right, too — a lack of fear can be as unhelpful as too much fear, and both are rooted in not knowing. Thanks for a thought-provoking comment!

rdl, thanks!

Pauline, I happen to think some fear is a good thing, but unthinking fear gets in my way.

Becca, thank you very much.

Dave, thanks!

Zhoen, thank you.

Robin Andrea, I have also spent a lot of years thinking about those last two lines.

Guile, great to have you stop by. Thank you very much.

David, thanks for your thoughtful response.

Firebird, thanks. It was a fun find!

Floots, thanks. I'm still trying to figure out why the picture works with this.

Stray, thanks once again.

Bitterroot, thank you very much.

Polona, I appreciate your comment very much.

Mermaid, perhaps that's what it is!

Jean, merci! Je suis heureuse que vous les regardez comme ca.

Endment, I'm glad you find meaning in them!

11/08/2006 9:49 AM  

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