Diffuse
by Debashish Haar — Read all 156 poems by Debashish Haar
Saturday, June 10, 2006
They leave me, as I leave them:
flesh, bones, blood,
violated corpses,
fossils of flies and insects
that do not last a day.
A half mind searches
another half,
half understood
by the other half,
a half-eaten butterfly, tastes
honey, searches
for its prey,
a worm on a leaf (eating,
being eaten) decomposes
into soil—
names and forms—
diffuse and erase.
A perfect balance, seemingly, of assimilating and being assimilated.
"A half mind searches
Another half
Half understood
By the other half"
Seemingly so simple philosophically, but such a conundrum spiritually!
A thought-provoking construct
Excellent
Richard
Regis
the circle of life......its brutal in its function
yet
part of the plan
interesting Debs
paz
Anita
Susan