by Ed Higgins
Consider this. Only a sentence ago we were complete strangers, oceans of time, distance and thought between us. Once inside the written word has such beguiling power. Yet, like moon-tide, some sheer magic drew us together into these unfolding words. Their perfect syntax of word on word, sentence upon sentence, whole thoughts connecting between us. As in the chambered nautilus whose spiraled pearlescent luster holds a geometry belonging only there. Likewise, we spiral through words searching some clear new treasure, exploring deep nuanced word-rooms, believing some meaning more than the ocean's dark sound can be found there.
words unfurling
the arc of meaning
running swiftly
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A haibun currently in Failed haiku (A Journal of English Senryu), Sonam Chhoki, editor, Vol. 4, Issue 48, Winter, 2019, http://www.haikuhut.com/FailedHaikuIssue48.pdf
Enjoyed.
Fine comment on the organic capacities of our words when we lead with them, and when they manage to return the favor.
Si oui ja da yes.
Love this. Original. A fine insight perfectly expressed.
"word-rooms" Yes! Never read that before. Never thought that before. Never ever.