I think one of the photo’s strengths is in its simple juxtaposition of divergent circumstance. One soul is carrying a bag of rice, the other is dying for lack of it.
Regarding the poem. We all should examine our spending. We are all wealthy compared to the beggar child.
I have read this poem with the photo many times since you posted it. It takes me time to find words when I experience something strongly. Not strongly, sometimes art feels like your soul got socked.
Much better.
The crystallization of your poem with the photo is a moment of perfect expression of reality.
Now: We put you on that show: How did they do that??
Hi Kim, sorry I haven’t been around much – still without my own computer.
thank you for the kind comments. A lot of my stuff is a last minute convergence of various items. I have been playing with different angles on the theme of “blowing off the dead” for several years. The picture I used on an earlier post ( if you want to love Jesus ) and it was always in the back of my mind. Dom came at the last minute.
I am sure I do not need an apology. We all have lives and even though online is the now and the future I always ask my students if they have online access, not everybody does!
I often think that cutting creativity comes at “the last minute”. Also, sometimes I think things feel like the last minute but in actuality they have been fermenting and are now cooked. That is what your convergence reminds me of.
October 26, 2006 at 1:51 pm
Holy crap that’s a poem.
12 syllables, perfect title, indispensable photo.
Taken altogether, genius moment.
Thank you, I’m squirming.
October 27, 2006 at 12:32 pm
thank you David.
I think one of the photo’s strengths is in its simple juxtaposition of divergent circumstance. One soul is carrying a bag of rice, the other is dying for lack of it.
Regarding the poem. We all should examine our spending. We are all wealthy compared to the beggar child.
please stop by again
October 27, 2006 at 6:13 pm
Definitely works with the picture.
October 31, 2006 at 12:53 am
wow; what an amazing and sad sad photo. really enjoy the focus of your blog
October 31, 2006 at 11:26 am
I agree, the photo is powerful. I wish I knew who to credit.
Thank you for the comment re the focus of the blog.
November 4, 2006 at 2:03 pm
I have read this poem with the photo many times since you posted it. It takes me time to find words when I experience something strongly. Not strongly, sometimes art feels like your soul got socked.
Much better.
The crystallization of your poem with the photo is a moment of perfect expression of reality.
Now: We put you on that show: How did they do that??
Kim
November 4, 2006 at 2:38 pm
Hi Kim, sorry I haven’t been around much – still without my own computer.
thank you for the kind comments. A lot of my stuff is a last minute convergence of various items. I have been playing with different angles on the theme of “blowing off the dead” for several years. The picture I used on an earlier post ( if you want to love Jesus ) and it was always in the back of my mind. Dom came at the last minute.
November 5, 2006 at 4:06 pm
Hi qazse,
I am sure I do not need an apology. We all have lives and even though online is the now and the future I always ask my students if they have online access, not everybody does!
I often think that cutting creativity comes at “the last minute”. Also, sometimes I think things feel like the last minute but in actuality they have been fermenting and are now cooked. That is what your convergence reminds me of.
Thank you,
Kim
November 7, 2006 at 1:26 am
Disturbing photo…mixed with powerful words. That pit in my stomach is my soul getting “socked.”
November 10, 2006 at 10:34 pm
How horrifing, an essence of ‘how do we sleep at night’.
November 12, 2006 at 4:04 am
yes