13 Feb 2016

What if we could reset time, Marcus. Everything begins now, the way it is. We start afresh, no history, no past, no memories, no hurt. Time at zero. The first day of our lives.

We will have to relearn love, just as we will relearn hate. Why would it turn out differently this time?

You have to hope we aren’t hardwired to hate, that love is the primal, innate sensibility.

I hate to think you will be proved wrong.

at the bottom of the sea
in the forever dark
who can see the small fish smile


33 thoughts on “13 Feb 2016

  1. The prose poses the problem and the poem answers.
    On past, present and hence, here is Eduardo Galeano: “Incapable of recalling its origins, the present paints the future as a repetition of itself; tomorrow is just another name for today.”

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  2. Chilling. We had better not tempt fate. Instead, Learn to dive deeper and meet those who thrive in the dark. Maybe there, we will discover, with Rilke “β€œPerhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.” Not that some might not have to die.

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    1. Oh I love that quote Susan. Yes chilling us the word I think… to describe the state of the world..that’s what I was thinking about when I wrote it. Thanks so much.


  3. Ah! The thought is rather melancholic in its feel and matter of fact in its tone and the intermingling of the two creates an understanding of human nature. Things turn out as they turn out.
    Who can after all see that small fish smiling? Not I.
    Thought provoking. And I loved the haiku and its structure. Generally, the short-long-short structure is followed; it’s good to see it working the other way round. The shift in imagery is well done too. πŸ™‚

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  4. I always love reading your conversations with Marcus πŸ™‚ as there is a whole lot of poignancy and depth. Beautifully penned.


  5. It’s a gentle conversation, full of yearning and wishful thinking, all of that tempered by the truth of the haibun, which to me is the ultimate mercy for lovers.


  6. We will have to relearn love,
    just as we will relearn hate.
    Why would it turn out differently this time?

    Very wise thoughts, Thot! Sadly it might side-step many along the way!



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