“We must not allow the clock and the calendar to blind us to the fact that each moment of life is a miracle and mystery.” H.G. Wells
Look Closely What of those ghosts of the past, glory days as melancholy cast as shadows passing as unbalanced moments in which I have no need to know if the future is real, we are already here even as time is running backwards in parcels of discovery towards what matters, compelling images of the paradox of love unbalanced in swirls of colour, except you really do have to look closely in order to feel through the door to it all. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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I am kind of repeating it but reading your poems always makes me stop for a while to appreciate how cleverly you pick an image and the accompanying quotation. That man opening the door to enter nowhere different from the “present”.👌 👌 👌
Thought-provoking piece. (( A ship in a vast ocean at one moment looks back to either feel proud of it or lament that it was all mundane and so strives to change the future. And the future, it always rests on the horizon. The “present” was not even noticed. ))
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I love how you engaged with this, thank you for picking up on the image and quote. I choose them after I’ve written, but it sometimes takes longer than writing the poem, lol. I found the image profound, fitting my inner thought so well and as you have picked up so clearly. I love your final reflection. Thank you so much for taking time to respond. 🙂
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“moments in which I have no need
to know if the future is real,” – these lines speak to me, as well as the reminder that we have to look closely to see. Wonderful.
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Yes, we really must look more closely, I know I must. And what does the future matter? It is mostly speculation, best in the present moment I feel. Thank you so much VJ.
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Such truth and at the same time we seem to be future driven. Welcome, Paul.
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Time is a very confounding notion to contemplate. We know that the past has happened. We know that the future will happen. Reality is the present.
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That’s it in a nutshell, and yes, confounding, unless we claim our sense of it. Making reality. Many thanks Liz.
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You’re welcome, Paul.
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Lets realize it. Thank you Paul, have a beautiful weekend, and enjoy the moment, whenever possible. Michael
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I hope yours will be equally beautiful, ours is looking good.
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Thank you, Paul! Great to hear! Here we are near the next big lockdown, but this does not hurt, so far away from where the real crowds of people. 😉
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So Europe has really been hit right across? Hope you dodge that virus.
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Germany now was hit much more.Our waffelin politicans are definitely the best.;-)
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Many thanks as always Chuck.
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Wonderful trio Paul. The image, the quote and your poem. I really love
“moments in which I have no need
to know if the future is real”…
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I know you appreciate living in the moment, so you get it I’m sure 🙂
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Paul, I have often reflected on the concept of time, as your poem so beautifully and meaningfully does. Thank you for a very thought-provoking post.
The working definition I live by is that all events of my past experience live on in who I am and in my memory. I am a firm believer in mindfulness and living in the moment. Past experience informs the present and guides us in making plans for the future.
All the best! Cheryl
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Absolutely Cheryl, wholeheartedly agree, it is the only way. Many thanks.
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Thank you VJ
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Thought provoking as always, Paul.
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Beautiful
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🙂
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