OH! your photograph! do you see the ice is walking back at you? as though the world has a foot and has planted it in stance beneath the ice to match your spirit.
and then too i think of all the times i shout at the tracks someone has left this winter over the river. i shout at them near the open water and tell my children, see, see the evidence of foolishness, what, does this person have a death wish! but between you and i i am only a mother lying, doing all that i can do to save my children. if i were alone i would be the one on the river.
and then through religion and rebellion - i struggle with this a little bit, trying to understand, feeling it more and accepting it rather than understanding it. walk through it. be brave. don't mind the fault lines. investigate it. be it. find the truth. am i close? ha! i laugh, as though there is an answer.
Religion and rebellion go well together. I'd rather walk through ice and die than live the way i don't want to. Excellent poem. I like your description of the person walking on ice-
Love the photo and the poem. Nice pairing of words and visual. Hopefully we don't feel ourselves on thin ice too often - yet it does keep us more aware of each step, doesn't it?
Yes, religion AND rebellion is just right. Not religion OR rebellion.
ReplyDeleteYes, the precarious walk on thin ice. A wonderful combination here Ollie.
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OH! your photograph! do you see the ice is walking back at you? as though the world has a foot and has planted it in stance beneath the ice to match your spirit.
ReplyDeleteand then too i think of all the times i shout at the tracks someone has left this winter over the river. i shout at them near the open water and tell my children, see, see the evidence of foolishness, what, does this person have a death wish! but between you and i i am only a mother lying, doing all that i can do to save my children. if i were alone i would be the one on the river.
and then through religion and rebellion - i struggle with this a little bit, trying to understand, feeling it more and accepting it rather than understanding it. walk through it. be brave. don't mind the fault lines. investigate it. be it. find the truth. am i close? ha! i laugh, as though there is an answer.
much love ollie
xo
erin
This is very effective, Ollie, and says so much. The world, on such a precarious path, blustering noisily. Good one.
ReplyDeleteReligion and rebellion... they often do go d~ perhaps unwittingly ~ hand in hand, building icy treachery.
ReplyDeleteI liked this...
ReplyDeleteReligion and rebellion go well together. I'd rather walk through ice and die than live the way i don't want to. Excellent poem. I like your description of the person walking on ice-
ReplyDeletetrudging slow
walking stick swings
flicking forward
Sounds like determination and strength. Love it!
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Love the photo and the poem. Nice pairing of words and visual. Hopefully we don't feel ourselves on thin ice too often - yet it does keep us more aware of each step, doesn't it?
ReplyDeletewow that was ... wow! NICE!
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ReplyDeleteI think trying to keep 'on the straight and narrow path', of life.
Without too many slip-ups!
Best wishes, Eileen
What Andreas said.
ReplyDeleteGoddamned Good Olie. God Damned Good.
ReplyDeletei want on that thin path, too!
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