Thursday 26 September 2013

Shadow

You,
my shadow.

Funny how
your two dimensional form
has more depth and meaning
than all of my existence.

No star birthed me.

9 comments:

  1. Now, now don't put yourself down. You write yourself not the stars!

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  2. Ah but there would be no shadow of you without you...you are the important part!

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  3. As the creator of the shadow this could become a quandary, eh!
    Doubt in your observation/piece is good.
    ZQ

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  4. Somehow I get the image of Plato's cave here.. Where shadows seem so much real than what's real...

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  5. Thinking along the lines of R. K. Garon's comment: You gave birth to the shadow, so it is your existence on which it relies. So....it would have NO depth or meaning if it were not for you.

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  6. I can grasp the feeling in this poem....but, like the others, agree it is the narrator whose substance informs the poem, not the shadow's. I do know the feeling of invisibility though. A very well written piece. I especially love "no star birthed me" even though I also believe we come from stardust, every one of us.

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  7. Yes it can seem so often. Remember we are far better than that.

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  8. Wow. This is a powerful and succinct piece. Funny how a two-dimensional expanse of darkness can ignite the mind. And the ending could not be more perfect. Loved it. :)

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  9. So true it is...
    Very thought provoking :)

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