Transient Things

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

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.

Author's Note

Reviews

[h d e rushin]

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

[Einstein Noodle]

holy smokes Ms. rushin!! such deep philosophical and artistic application to your understanding of this poem....i swear i will read this several times and still not ken the depths of it ..thank you so much my friend!
E.

[Alexa Apothic Red]

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.

[Einstein Noodle]

Alexa..... thank you for introducing yourself to me ..your review touches me heart ... yes .. exactly as you say ... my great grand and grand parents and me parents (growing up) farmed the prairies of the upper midwest ..they went through the dust storms and grasshoppers and great depression ..saw the invention and use of phones, cars and TV ..indoor plumbing ... even i as a kid use to visit cousins on the farm that had indoor plumbing ...which meant a pump under the kitchen sink ...and an out house ;) thank you for the connection i feel through your review ... no matter the age .. so glad you enjoyed the read ... can't wait to stop by your place and know you better ;) love and peace
E.

[Lydia Shutter]

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**

[Einstein Noodle]

Lydia ...i see you watching that day :(( it is a death of sorts isn't it ...the letting go ... i am not sure that memories are forever tho...i have a hunch if we pass into God ... everything corporeal must be released .. i have no proof of this of course ... its a thought ;) thank you for reviewing always and as always, your comments reward me ... we have precious memories and are very fortunate for it ..love love love you way :)
E.

[KWP]

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

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks ma'am ... yes "imagine that!" ;))))) i will take a hard look at what you suggest .. thank you for that ... initially after taking a quick look ..i think i wanted to emphasize their person-hood and importance ...not sure i will change it dahlink ;) but i will look at it more closely aftr a bit ..was has Patagonia spit you vagabonds out yet? :))))
E.

[KWP]

Not yet - this part of the adventure has only just begun - in a few days we start our big hike in Torres Del Paine - 8 days worth over 130kms ...

Much love Amigo X

[Einstein Noodle]

((((((((((((((((KWP))))))))))))))))))

[redzone]

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...

[Einstein Noodle]

yes i can sir ...we were the lower middle class but we never thought ourselves poor ... i remember the one and only time we had lobster for dinner. my Da was so proud to bring them home...packed in a straw filled airy wooded box ... i see Ma' dropping them in to this day ... your review says a lot ... thank you so much!
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

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.

[Einstein Noodle]

there are a lot of ties in our lives it seems jacob...and aren't we so blessed we had moms who loved us so ... thank you for the editing ..already fixed ;) as i move on in age those "simple" things may be the most difficult to let go of ... i see entering the Gates of Heaven pretty much requiring us to do just that ...leaving all earthly things and moving towards eternal devotion to God ... but...we shall see eh!? always a treat to have your reviews
E.

[R.E. Ray]

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.

[Einstein Noodle]

i totally appreciate the "whole picture" view you responded to .. thank you sir! so much of the feelings i tried to express are in your adjectives .. thank you once again for reviewing and your thorough, sensitive reading .. peace sir!
E.

[J. J. Nightingale]

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

[Einstein Noodle]

hey Jazzy ..thanks so much for your honest response .. so glad the memories come through and certain lines stand out for you... who could ask for more?! love and peace... see ya aroung :)
E.

[J. J. Nightingale]

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

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

A new year makes us reminisce of beloved people passed and bits of things so precious to us..dear mother and father.. friends..cherished momentos -wonderful actual and poetic collage of life here E.! Graceful words and images circle around you like a constellation of treasured memories. I miss my mother so achingly at this time. No words, no words...

[Einstein Noodle]

yes...i do too dear friend ... and what a blessing as it says we had blessed parents that showed love to us through all our large or small rebellions .. ;) so happy this touched that "spot' for you Annette .. thank you
E.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

I love this
Like memoirs of one long past

Love this x

[Einstein Noodle]

Juliespenhere ... what a great moniker :) and i love that purple eyeball ... looks feathered ...like a bird person ... anyway...nice to meet you ...i will have to stop by your place, and will, asap .. thank you for reading and reviewing .. knowing it sparks memories is very gratifying ... peace and joy Julie!
E.

[emmajoy]

It's the transient that frames the ever present... adds sparkle to what's loved but perhaps taken forgranted.. maybe. I love the picture of past gifts that still remain precious, that surround your body and heart, mind and being with the Past

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

You write so delicately in this poem, tis as if you're stroking what means the most. A beautiful read, dear friend. Smiling here, happy me. Thank you.

[Einstein Noodle]

you made me tear up emma..it's me Ma' that's is in this and i have been thinking of her ...and me Da' as well ...more so lately ...so precious ...what you see in this ..thank you so very much for your input .. always dear friend

[emmajoy]

We lost our darling parents quite some time ago (remember am the youngest of seven) and perhaps can understand how such deep feelings overwhelm one, specially in the new year: sort of.. 'yet another year passed without.. ' Hugs from afar...

[Einstein Noodle]

yeah ..that could be it .. hugs back at ya ..you are a good friend here for me :)

[emmajoy]

And glad to be..