Wonderful imagery and parallels, KGT. "Hiding in seeking" is a good definition. It takes my mind to other aspects of Christmas as well. Simple, yet complex.
Welcome to "When I Wax"-- a place to escape the pedants and wax poetic, or even wax artistic.
The mythologist Joseph Campbell was asked by an interviewer how a regular person could preserve his sense of the mythic when so many feel too besieged by the claims of every day living. He said, "You must have a place to which you can go, in your heart, in your mind, or your house, almost every day, where you do not know what you owe anyone or what anyone owes you. You must have a place you can go to where you do not know what your work is or who you work for, where you do not know who you are married to or who your children are."
When I Wax is such a place for me. Blogging drafts of poetry and other sundries is like practice fly-casting on the front lawn... it may look silly, but it's effective...
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this could describe the joy, the moment before opening a present
That is a haunted borderland.
I feel this. Excellent word choice. Love this simile for rumination. Well-done
Wonderful imagery and parallels, KGT.
"Hiding in seeking" is a good definition. It takes my mind to other aspects of Christmas as well. Simple, yet complex.
I agree with ms.e - "hiding in seeking" seems very apt. Glad to see my photo put to such good use here. Cheers.
i have never bee... love venison,,, but wouldn't have the heart to do that actual shooting!!!!!!
Your words echo out of the cold pale light. Poem finishes what the picture started! K
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