Posted by: Anonymous Me | March 28, 2011

Poem of the Week…

Technically, this should really be called Sentiment of the Week (and beyond). As you can tell from my last couple of posts, I’ve been all over the interwebs this morn. The statement I came across in this post, which you should read post haste (it mentions Scotland! and has a poem), is probably one of the most profound I’ve come across in a while.

Live so the poems can find you.
~ Joanna Paterson

I will be mulling over what that means for me and my life for some time to come.

The poem that found me today:

O Ancient Prisons
by: Miklós Radnóti (1909 – 1944)

O peace of ancient prisons, beautiful
outdated sufferings, the poet’s death,
images noble and heroical,
which find their audience in measured breath –
how far away you are. Who dares to act
slides into empty void. Fog drizzles down.
Reality is like an urn that’s cracked
and cannot hold its shape; and very soon
its rotten shards will shatter like a storm.
What is his fate who, while he breathes, will so
speak of what is in measure and in form,
and only thus he teaches how to know?

He would teach more. But all things fall apart.
He sits and gazes, helpless at his heart.

Introspectively,

Me 🙂

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