How else, indeed

red-butterfly-butterflies-painting-art-Hermann-Teuber

It is necessary to write,
if the days are not to slip emptily by.
How else, indeed,
to clap the net over the butterfly of the moment?
For the moment passes, it is forgotten;
the mood is gone; life itself is gone.

~ Vita Sackville-West, Selected Writings


Sources: Poem Source:Schonwiener. Painting by Hermann Teuber, Red Butterflies, (1959) (via Journal of a Nobody)

Comments

  1. A beautiful poem, that rings so true.

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  2. So true, David, so true. Seems to me like the time is approaching for you to write a book!

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  3. yes, exactly.

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  4. Draggin’ out my net right now… 🙂

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  5. This is most certainly not lost on me.

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  6. Even if you capture that moment…it is easy to forget. Do you ever go back and read your old stuff and wonder where it came from ??

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  7. I love this! The right message at the right time…thanks 🙂

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  8. The poem and art really capture & preserve the truth of the moment..

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  9. which is dedication to their craft….

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  10. Love this poem and the idea of the net capturing our thoughts and inspirations like butterflies!

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  11. Reblogged this on Retirement Made Simple and commented:
    Concise and profound!

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  12. oh and ouch and what Bonnie said, and you said, and all the moments lost…. I tell myself I will wait until retirement, already pushed back five years and undoubtedly another five more to come…daily I promise myself, today I will write… but later…

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  13. Reblogged this on Makere's Blog and commented:
    Can one capture lost moments otherwise? I fear not.

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  14. I am grateful every day for my lifelong habit of journaling. It has helped me see patterns and flow that made all the difference in managing my mental health and gives me a sense of continuity when my fried brain can’t.

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