Because living is a river of ordinary moments,
each moment connected to the next,
there is nowhere we can go to escape
from our fate which is to merge
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If anyone presented this glorious piece to me without revealing its author and asked me to guess who wrote it, I'd say 'Max' without hesitation. The third stanza - which I wish I had written myself - says it all; your trademark to my mind is to observe that which usually goes unnoticed, to glory in it and bring it to the attention of your blinkered reader. This is going down as a favourite. It flows from beginning to end as the river you employ as analogys so skilfully. Dammit, I wish I'd written the whole piece... t x
Max, something told me to read you today. I didn't know what poem to choose just delved in and the title caught my eye. The imagery in this is absolutely superb, wonderful in fact. Those ordinary moments and the thought process behind the poem make me stand back in awe. I'm adding this to my favourites, I was captivated by every line. Do hope you're well. HG: -) xx