2007-06-30

1069. Final Touches

We rush
to add another spire...
rising tide.

11 comments:

Masago said...

1069. Final Touches

We rush
to add another spire...
rising tide.

Link with 1068: Erosion.

[The rising tide will inevitably reduce our fancy sand castle to flat sand. Nevertheless we rush to add those final touches. It reminds me a little of other areas in life, for example, global warming.]

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

nice

Dana-Maria Onica said...

Dear Vaughn, in my view, your poem is excellent. Skilfully builded, it uses a kids game as a pretext for introducing the philosophical idea of ephemeral in creation. Your poem reminds me one of my favourites authors, Albert Camus, who wrote an essay on this theme (The Myth of Sisyphus - Ephemeral Creation).
Thank you for sharing it.

Borut said...

What else can WE do...!?:)Thinking collectively...!?

floots said...

just keep building i guess :)
thanks vaughn

John McDonald said...

nice vaughn

Pat Paulk said...

Bully old tide, knocking your sand castle over. Like ants and spiders we always rebuild.

polona said...

don't we do that in so many ways...
excellent

Masago said...

Andrew: Thank you.

Dana-Maria: Thank you for your kind words and comments. I have found a link about Mr. Camus' essay in Wikipedia. I plan read up on it in the near future. Thanks for that.

Borut: Good question...but the situation exists whether we do something about it or not, eh? :-)

Floots: Yes, I have done my share of that. Maybe we should be building higher up on the beach. :-)

John: Thanks.

Pat: The sea, an equal opportunity abuser? And we, we never learn, eh? :-)

Polona: Yes. Thanks.

Borut said...

No dilemma in this abode of impermanence ... As Floots says: Just keep building...!?:)

Masago said...

Borut: Agreed, but collectively though something needs to be done, on many fronts.