How should we measure a year?
By months, hours or memories held dear.
By what could have been and what became
Or maybe that shouldn’t be the aim.
A year is, a year was
With all its beauty and its flaws
Ours, your and mine
So, lets not categorize it, nor define.
In memory yet green, in joy still felt, The scenes of life rise sharply into view. We triumph; Life's disasters are undealt, And while all else is old, the world is new.
"a year is, a year was..." I like that line. and with all its failings, that year won't come back. :-) also loved the line that trees are the most transcendent of all. so true. :-)
The cities of the world are concentric, isomorphic, synchronic. Only one exists and you are always in the same one. It’s the effect of their permanent revolution, their intense circulation, is their instantaneous magnetism. –Jean Baudrillard
It's life and life only
Birds on the Blog
Great Crested Grebe. Caught at a rare moment sitting on its nest in some cold part of NW India. Unlike the Grebe outside my window that vanishes in a flash as it dives in search of fish.
Virginia Woolf: Words Fail Me (her recorded voice)
Munna on the run
Illlustrated dispatches and more
The Great Indian Clearance Sale
if you could not care less about environmental norms, you have come to the right place. We are selling our morals and rights for a pittance. Come, exploit.
I have been eating poetry.
Ink runs from the corners of my mouth/There is no happiness like mine/I have been eating poetry.~Mark Strand
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In memory yet green, in joy still felt,
The scenes of life rise sharply into view.
We triumph; Life's disasters are undealt,
And while all else is old, the world is new.
Isaac Asimov
"a year is, a year was..."
I like that line.
and with all its failings, that year won't come back. :-)
also loved the line that trees are the most transcendent of all. so true. :-)
Thanks. Yes, time never comes back but time and a great imagination can make anything seem wonderful :)
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