Saturday, August 6, 2011

WHAT MEANING MEANS




Where you see a vine, I see the flight path of a pair of leaves.* 



WHAT MEANING MEANS 



Giving up on giving up is a better choice,
when being sensible and clear are futile.
Words would lose meaning, ours will not. 

Where you see a vine leading its tendrils
up to a broken branch shedding a last leaf,
you make me see its undulant plummet 

to the parched pond mottled by blackened
and brittle leaves long dead even before
the end of this long hot summer. It is real. 

Is this not our faultless way of knowing
what we pretend to know when we can
no longer see the dancer from the dance? 

Would not the falling of that lonely leaf
trace the slower climb of a clinging vine?
Like seeing both sides of the wall at once. 



---Albert B. Casuga
08-07-11 



*Prompt: Where you see a vine, I see the flight path of a pair of leaves. ---From “Let’s Call the Whole Thing Off,” by Dave Bonta, Via Negativa, 08-06-11




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