Sometimes you linger days
upon a word,
a single, uncontaminated drop
of sound; for days
it trembles, liquid to the mind,
then falls:
mere denotation
dimming the undertow of language.
– John Burnside, from “Like me, you sometimes waken”
Notes:
- Bio for John Burnside
- Find poem in book titled Common Knowledge
- Photograph: Hearts & Magic.
- Poem Source: Fables of Reconstruction
Thank you, David, for this mere detonation of a post. It will linger.
Yes, I froze on “detonation” too Ann, thanks. It’s still linger with me.
Beautiful words!
They are…
yes
Full stop…
How beautiful – and the water dropping with intention and creating a marvel
Yes, all of it…
Yes, language differs from communication.
It does…as does comprehension
ah, the beauty of language; the beauty of the perfect word
Exactly. Exactly my sentiments.
For a minute there I thought I saw a donut shape (just sayin’) *grin* Cher xo
OMG. YOU have a problem. You saw donuts in THAT! (ROFL)
Um, didn’t you? *LMAO* 😉
🙂
On Sat, Jun 28, 2014 at 5:42 PM, Live & Learn wrote:
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😉 Cher xo
This calls for meditation. To internalize the connotation of “dimming the undertow of language”.
Yes, it is a wonderful piece Helen. Wonderful.
Absolutely beautiful!
Yes Zara, I agree
Love this, DK. As you know, words are my coin of the realm, and nothing delights me more than learning a new one or finding *just* the right spot for an old friend… 🙂
Oh, I know Lori (that words are your coin), I know…that fact that I can find any word(s) you find as new, is inspiring.
On Sat, Jun 28, 2014 at 7:40 PM, Live & Learn wrote:
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