and so it is...friends ;)
I had resigned myself from blogging for a while... after reading the responses of my morbidness i thought a while... and in truth i wasn't planning on responding. but today... today the wind was just right... the smell of fallen leaves so perfect... i twitched till i found a working pen. all darkness contains some light and all light contains some darkness, so says Chassidus, so says the ancient Chinese [as in ying and yang] etc. etc. so stop thinking in binary terms... it hurts the world.
here i wonder-
in this place of unimagineable stillness-
where language and thought
blend seemlessly,
endlessly-
a troupe of ballerinas
playing
on the last ivory keys of sensation.
here i walk-
in this indifferent city
of indifferent people
that in its repulsion
give me
the wallpaper
for my endless
blue space.
Here i am suffocated-
by a wind that is both
invigorating
and crippled.
here-
where the world seems perfect
in its imperfections-
awesome
and suicidal-
fatalistic
in its
breathtaking
sadness.
Only here-
under a sky quilted
with lost visions
is the expanse great enough
to relieve my thoughts
from a vessel
of broken
words.
here-
is the port of the emigrant soul
here-
is darkness that mothered light
here-
is the fragmented mirror
slilently reflecting
the disquiet of universal
wholeness.
here i wonder-
in this place of unimagineable stillness-
where language and thought
blend seemlessly,
endlessly-
a troupe of ballerinas
playing
on the last ivory keys of sensation.
here i walk-
in this indifferent city
of indifferent people
that in its repulsion
give me
the wallpaper
for my endless
blue space.
Here i am suffocated-
by a wind that is both
invigorating
and crippled.
here-
where the world seems perfect
in its imperfections-
awesome
and suicidal-
fatalistic
in its
breathtaking
sadness.
Only here-
under a sky quilted
with lost visions
is the expanse great enough
to relieve my thoughts
from a vessel
of broken
words.
here-
is the port of the emigrant soul
here-
is darkness that mothered light
here-
is the fragmented mirror
slilently reflecting
the disquiet of universal
wholeness.
19 Comments:
positivity, optimism..virtues i once thought lost in you; found in the crispness of the air....would love to just know what the wink is all about?
Hindy, what's you blog rated?
acting on a dare
well after a quick visit to dictionary.com
my comment is comment-less.
LLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
we must make this into a sitcome.
hindi and her bloggers
hindi and her pet Frankenstein
hindi..........
well just plain old Hindi will do
The 'Aleph' will prevail.
i don't get that??
what are you trying to say o' Aleph one??
did anyone even read the poem [sheer brilliant genius that it is]??
see this is why i am no longer self-conscious about posting any material on the blog...
here's to ;)
and distractions.
and i'll pass on the sitcom-
this blog is more than enough public broadcasting for me as it is.
and i'm sorry i cannot delete posts, no matter how offensive...
censorship it's just not my thing
and i would never want to come between a dare.
Meaning, the Aleph (of the icon) will prevail over the obscenity on this page.
Next topic.
I am the champion of truth and friendship...
Dearest,dahhhling- Hindi is it-
I thought that the poem was quite mahvelous.
Today was a beautiful day and tonight, tonight the day lives on.
Don't worry about the other jealous folk.
thine forever,
rose
The vividness of life grabs at you from that which has no business being so...
I'm too tired to comment on your post, which is too deep for someone who shared her bed with her lil bro and hence had only 2 and half hours sleep, in 5 minute increments... But I DID want to say hi, see how you're doin, etc, and have been wondering - the previous post, is there someone I should know about? ;)
Miss ya babe.
hey Angelique.
sorry to hear you're bunking up.
yes there is something you should know.
that poem was written by Adrienne Rich.
she's a lesbian.
ta ta.
Thanks for sharing, my dear bored hindi. I'll keep that in mind if I ever get bored of my current 'status' (which is currently dead).
Come to Israel for winter break? Will be fun. Can hook up with Ido, even. I thought of you the other day - my Dad named a kid and I was like, wait, I know that name...
What's with Europeans and memories as long as d'Nile... [pun intended]
some names are meant to float to that locked file cabinet in the back of your brain...
Yes, as all good NYC pigeons I am headed for Jerusalem.
provided i don't have hepititis and am light enought to fly...
Quand tu vais a la Israel??
(Quand est-ce que tu voyages a Israel)
merci beaucoup petite pois...
tis the way we learn.
i love being wrong.
It comes from Reah Peating things so often - you're stuck remembering them...
Je serais la pour Hanukkah - mes parents faisent une surprise pour nous, mais j'ai vu les billets... :) Et toi? C'est quand t'es vacances? On va c'eclater!
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