Saturday, June 2, 2012

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Although the subject of the poem is a little
macabre, it was inspired by a moment of perfect
solitude on the lake dock aboveI happened to look at 
the plank of wood I was leaning against, when I saw 
my name inscribed there. Sort of hard to see
in the picture, but it made me smile. 

13 comments:

Aniket Thakkar said...

There's a viral pic going around over the net that perfect death would be Clint Eastwood shooting you, while Morgan Freeman is narrating it. But I can now say that this certainly is the most heavenly way to die.

But there's very many years before we get there. :)

Some moments are just perfect - when the breeze, the time, the place, and everything around seems to converge for a perfect moment of solitude. I think you had that moment when this poem came to you. Hope you get a bigger such moment, that makes you write a full blown novel. If it's anything like this poem, you'll beat J.K. Rowling in the richest author list.

the walking man said...

Only the thought of the manner of death can be macabre. The situation you describe would in and of itself would not be an unholy last vision of the Earth Sarah. And the plank would make a fitting tombstone.

Travis Erwin said...

I really want to comment but walking man pretty much said it all.

Charles Gramlich said...

I can say "amen" to this.

j a zobair said...

I actually saw a lot of joy in this poem, an appreciation for the order of things, a sense of peace.

Lovely, Sarah.

Sarah Hina said...

Aniket, I need to get out with my camera more often. Who knows? Maybe a novel will come of it (once I'm done with this one, and yes, it WILL get done). :)

It was a beautiful afternoon. Thanks.


Mark, my thoughts exactly. Thank you.


Travis, he has a way of doing that, doesn't he?


Charles, my kind of church.

Jaz, I'm glad you felt those things, because that's exactly how I intended it.

Solitude is necessary, but so are friends. It means a lot to share this sort of thing with you and everyone here. Thank you.

Wendy said...

I didn't get a macabre vibe at all. I completely got the wonderful moment. We all need more of those. I'm glad you got yours.

Sarah Hina said...

Wendy, thank you! It was a needed escape.

Margaret said...

Quite recently I had a thought that when my time is up I'll be willing to go but please don't let it be on a gorgeous spring day when nature is so full of life.

But now, after reading your poem, Sarah, I wonder why I had that thought.

Beautiful!

Sarah Hina said...

Margaret, it's a worthy thought, and the other side of the coin I painted here. To leave such a feast of sights and sounds does seem unbearable.

If only there were a third way! :)

Thank you for your very kind words here, Margaret. So wonderful to see you, as always!

attalenell said...

'Let the sun roll off the tip of my tongue...'

I love how this bursts with life in the same breath as it speaks of dying. Really calming.

Sarah Hina said...

Atta, thank you. Exactly what I intended.

Steve H said...

i like the line: Let the sky sit blue. for some reason that resonated with me.