How to describe the way these two waves of reality, the world and dreams, meet, do battle, fail to reach agreement, conclude short-lived treaties that are immediately broken, how at dawn they stare at one another incomprehendingly, begin to build bridges again by evening, and then once more turn furiously upon each other, with a passion mixing love and hate, and afterward, drift to sleep by the side of a highway leading nowhere, on an embankment where weeds grow with their heady scent.
~ Adam Zagajewski, Slight Exaggeration: An Essay (April 4, 2017)
Notes:
- Photo by gosia janik (Madrid, Spain) with Dreams @ Gosia & Fernando
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nice
beautifully described <3
while each is left behind, they do leave a trace –
Yes. Your thought reminds me of:
There is so little to remember of anyone ā an anecdote, a conversation at table. But every memory is turned over and over again, every word, however chance, written in the heart in the hope that memory will fulfill itself, and become flesh, and that the wanderers will find a way home, and the perished, whose lack we always feel, will step through the door finally and stroke our hair with dreaming, habitual fondness, not having meant to keep us waiting long.
– Marilynne Robinson, Housekeeping (Farrar, Straus and Giroux; November 1, 2004)
oh, yes. i like this passage, dk. thanks for expanding –
I read this twice. One with ‘Dreams’ as in what we wish for or desire to have or achieve. The second with ‘Dreams’ as in our sleep. And both meanings were true. And beautiful.
Also, I’ll be on the road until the last week of August and was wondering if there is a way I can go back to getting your posts by email like it was in the beginning?
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Thanks š
Great post
Thanks!
The side of us we repress, believing that if we don’t see it, it’s no longer there. And, when our eyes are closed, we are reminded that few things are ever really gone.
Beautifully stated.
What an amazing passage…
Isn’t it though!
…so beautiful…I can’t express with words…dreams are my “profession” and I appreciate their range, and A Course In Miracles describes this “waking” life as a dream and an illusion as does Buddhist and Hindu philosophy…but the poet! thankfully we all have this gift within us…and Zagajewski brings this gift right to us…
Valerie, it is so beautiful. I was transfixed after reading his words and this passage…
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