All of life is a happenstance
From the first day of breath
We meet and mingle, fall in and out
Of contacts, til our death.
A birthday celebration seals the fate
A troubled call to triple 0 -
Dealing with other families
Bloomsday cheerios.
Births, deaths, divorce and marriage
Act as the humanist glue -
Humans, like atoms, buzzing about
Upon the planet so blue.
The world revolves in chaotic theory
No order with a God.
Divine providence and destiny here?
Just too many peas in a pod!
Kym Matthews
14th August 2009.
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Kym, I said at the meeting that I really like the image you've set up of the "humanist glue". It's a perfect image of humans "like atoms, buzzing about". And I like the black note in it, the way it jolts the reader, the spaces you've left and the sense of words left unsaid.
So much to think about in so few words Kym - life seen through a wry eye that see us for what we are and hints at a light (though perhaps not such a bright one) at the end of the tunnel. 'All life is a happenstance' - I love that line!
Kym, the staccato like abruptness of the first line appeals to me and then the stanza flows until it comes to a very definite end, well death is an abrupt finale, isn't it?
You capture very well the insignificance of humans in this vast world as it travel through the cosmos but then aren't there too many cosmic peas in the cosmic pod? Good one.
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