In our marginal existence,
what else is there but this voice within us,
this great weirdness we are always leaning forward to listen to?
– Mary Ruefle, Someone Reading a Book Is a Sign of Order in the World
Notes:
- Sources: Poem: via myonegin. Photo: Eric Rose
- Related Posts: It’s been a long day
Right?
So right.
Hmm absolutely true.
our real voice
2 reactions:
first: I was leaning forward to make out the fab photo…. kudos to Eric Rose
second: I’m leaning forward and over the table so much right now in my life that I’m nearly falling into this iPad….
so…. so true!
Smiling. Kiki, you are granted the Award for Comment of the Day.
Eric Rose is a wonderful artist.
That image is absolutely amazing.
It’s funny, I just got in from shovelling the light, fluffy, sparkly snow that fell. It was absolutely silent. I was alone in the world making a noise. It felt so magical, even as I was sweating in my coat!
All I could hear was my voice inside me. Well, and the scaping of my shovel, of course. It was magical and weird.
I’ve done exactly that and felt exactly the same experience. Exactly.
Si cool, eh?
Make that *so