Transient Things

Transient Things

A Poem by Einstein Noodle
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happy new year to all...this is my first of 2018 ..hope you enjoy reading .. like the previous years..i seek your constructive input

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Transient Things

Brown, leather lazy boy .........
comfort.

Worn to fit and
knitted, yellow afghan hanging 
black roosters in squares crowing ........

Wild horse winds with 
death ...riding the flying dust

Sweeping clean.
It takes.

I pull the straining rope all day
My hands calloused companions as
time whittles the soft fragrant pine.
My long fingers of decision 

Chips .........
falling away.

Red, yellow, umber burnt
caress the damp and sky
Mother's clear blue twinkles' gleam
She had no need for words 
she spoke language.

These transient things

They are so real.

1/03/2018
E.


© 2018 Einstein Noodle



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and yet there is a space between the transiency of our human observations and the transmigration of our souls to other more adaptable paradises. That's why poets use, as a meridian of sacrifice, all the axes of memory to allow the crossing of un-related events to become power: a mothers wisdom, the fragrance of hemlocks, wild horses.

Great poems never asks use why we've been transformed only to believe that such a transformation indeed has happened......dana

Posted 8 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Einstein Noodle

8 Months Ago

holy smokes Ms. rushin!! such deep philosophical and artistic application to your understanding of t.. read more



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I love the use of broken sentences to create vivid images that fire-off in the readers mind. A very powerful tool.

Posted 9 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

9 Months Ago

hey Cherrie! thanks so much for your comments and reading ... glad you found something in it ;))
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Cherrie Palmer

9 Months Ago

I love the use of broken images, the shorter the poem the more power they add
Einstein Noodle

9 Months Ago

i agree ... :).................
I really love this one more that most of yours! The nostalgic sensations feel like walking thru heavy fog & feeling the cool tingles on the skin -- "yeah, that's it!" . . . and . . . "exactly!" Tho I dress like a country hick, I enjoy watching "Project Runway" becuz of the creative process of the fashion contestants. Last season, one finalist based her collection (shown at NY fashion week) on an old sofa her parents had, all hippy-fied with bright colors & swirls, etc. To watch her transform this multi-colored memory into an outrageously wild collection was so fun. Your poem reminds me of that same kind of thing. You've turned the old things into a brightly-shining nostalgia collection! *smile* Fondly, Margie

Posted 9 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

9 Months Ago

hi barley! there are some very concrete things in this one that probably has something to do with yo.. read more
Just the word transient is a poem in itself, and so it makes every other word just come to life. You move us through memories and reflections of the world, fading things, passing things. Every color is illuminating.

Posted 9 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

9 Months Ago

thanks owley ... i appreciate your kind and generous review ... yeah, titles don't always play an in.. read more
An owl on the moon

9 Months Ago

Always amazed to walk through your words. :)
I too can appreciate your scarcity of words and the power of keeping things simple. When you can glean so much meaning out of minimal, but powerfully impacting words then writing becomes a true art and craft.

This piece reminded me of growing up with my mom in the midwest and all her knick-knacky trinkets of sentiment about our home. The rustic assemblage of lower middle class life just getting by...

Life is more than stuff accumulated but to pay tribute to the few items which surround us that have meaning is to also pay homage to those in our lives who touched us by sharing in our lives.



Posted 9 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Einstein Noodle

9 Months Ago

Alexa..... thank you for introducing yourself to me ..your review touches me heart ... yes .. exactl.. read more
All too real at times, E.....your words brought me back to the day Salvation Army took my Daddy's Lazy Boy recliner down the stairs and into their truck. It was as if my heart was being ripped out of my chest. Indeed, all transient things, but the memories, they are forever, E....never to be taken from us. This one touched my heart. Lydi**

Posted 9 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

9 Months Ago

Lydia ...i see you watching that day :(( it is a death of sorts isn't it ...the letting go ... i am .. read more
Ooh hello you - fancy seeing you here :)

Transient things - if only we could all understand that transient is what we all are, perhaps we would not cling so dearly to all that is unnecessary.

In your usual style E. Something I can learn from. Your sparsity of words always attracts. This poem made me think of you in your home, setting out for a day of work with your trusty companion.

I am just unsure of he introduction of the words me and she - I stumbled a bit when I reached them and had to back track. I wonder if you need them?

The picture you paint here has an air of mystique and creates a sense of time and place uncommon in this day and age - I like it X

Posted 9 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

9 Months Ago

thanks ma'am ... yes "imagine that!" ;))))) i will take a hard look at what you suggest .. thank you.. read more
KWP

9 Months Ago

Not yet - this part of the adventure has only just begun - in a few days we start our big hike in To.. read more
Einstein Noodle

9 Months Ago

((((((((((((((((KWP))))))))))))))))))
E. I cannot add anything more insightful and beautiful than what has already been said about this poem you have given us... so let me simply add my heart felt appreciation for your memories woven into this poem.... I am sure you can still feel her warm touch on your face...

Posted 9 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

9 Months Ago

yes i can sir ...we were the lower middle class but we never thought ourselves poor ... i remember t.. read more
to me, everything is transient, nothing lasts forever, but the impressions do...the people, their actions, their effect on our lives, those last...even what seems to be the most mundane will later feel as important as winning a lottery.
nicely done---in the top title there is an extra "C"---..and those things of comfort...you remind me of the afghans my mother used to make for me....i would wear them out and ask for another, and she would be so pleased---this poem reminds me a bit of Alice Walker's story "Everyday Use" --so much importance that we need to place on heritage.

j.

Posted 9 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

9 Months Ago

there are a lot of ties in our lives it seems jacob...and aren't we so blessed we had moms who loved.. read more
It's all outstanding; the collage, the video, and especially the poem. And, such fitting words for the new year. The vivid imagery, especially in the first part of the poem struck me. It seems to fit where I imagine you live. You convey so well the reality of time and life, and the fleeting nature. It's a solemn, peaceful, humble tone throughout. Masterful art, sir. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 9 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

9 Months Ago

i totally appreciate the "whole picture" view you responded to .. thank you sir! so much of the feel.. read more
I don't understand "wild horse winds with death"..
or what rope you are pulling on...
..but I do know about memories of childhood..
A Blue Tea Set, blond dolls..little horses..little houses..and playing till the sun went down..jump ropes..and checkers.. and MOM..
and blankets made just for me, with love....

I guess you are remembering bits and pieces of a lifetime...and how they play behind your eyes..
Thanks for sharing your heart..and your memories..

I like the part about Mother's clear blue twinkles' gleam.. it's as if you see her as a star after sunsets..

Jazzy

Posted 9 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

9 Months Ago

hey Jazzy ..thanks so much for your honest response .. so glad the memories come through and certain.. read more
J. J.  Nightingale

9 Months Ago

You are welcome............ :).....................J.J.

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