I love this! Wonderful imagery. An image is, indeed, worth a thousand words when we take the time to reflect on it. I appreciate your skillful rendering of the truth of this adage.
I’m glad to hear this Jeanie! Walt W. was on my mind as I was considering simple and not so simple ideas about modes of evaluation and I think self knowledge. I’m glad to hear this works for you. Thank you!
It’s a transmogrified visual haiku, it’s today’s koan, it’s a Yin / Yang sandwich between 2 pieces of smoked gluten Whitman bread, …in Stereoscope and stereo too. It’s brilliant as always Steven. I actually remember listening to the BBC’s first demonstration of stereo sound in my parent’s house in England, hundreds of years ago. Place the speakers here and there and then you sit at the peak of the triangle. Close your eyes and hear an express train entering your left ear and departing through your right. Note the wreckage of your frontal lobe in passing and a sense of ‘reality’ erased again. Ah those days of innocence…
you always inspire me my friend
I love this! Wonderful imagery. An image is, indeed, worth a thousand words when we take the time to reflect on it. I appreciate your skillful rendering of the truth of this adage.
I’m glad to hear this Jeanie! Walt W. was on my mind as I was considering simple and not so simple ideas about modes of evaluation and I think self knowledge. I’m glad to hear this works for you. Thank you!
It’s a transmogrified visual haiku, it’s today’s koan, it’s a Yin / Yang sandwich between 2 pieces of smoked gluten Whitman bread, …in Stereoscope and stereo too. It’s brilliant as always Steven. I actually remember listening to the BBC’s first demonstration of stereo sound in my parent’s house in England, hundreds of years ago. Place the speakers here and there and then you sit at the peak of the triangle. Close your eyes and hear an express train entering your left ear and departing through your right. Note the wreckage of your frontal lobe in passing and a sense of ‘reality’ erased again. Ah those days of innocence…
you always inspire me my friend
Whitman bread! And the aural component to stereophonic Whitman. Thank you John for your words and the memory of ‘days of innocence…’
Contrasting images, east and west, poets in the middle
Thank you maskednative, this seems like a poem. If only I had thought of this!