Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Peace means hello (and goodbye) [in Korean]

Wizardry, succumb
to the sound of the drum
to the voodoo that's in your
left handed hitchhiking thumb

miserable heat of the morning sun
turns the fire hotter
you must drink the water
you must teach your daughters
you must learn your sons

concentric circles around your head
do not make halos
you're not yet dead
they mark the point
of thought's origin
where nostalgia and memory
dance with the future
behind closed eyes

Mystery, succumb
to the land of the lungs
to the forest of limbs
to the heaving of tongues

to the fury
and despair
and the peace.

13 comments:

D.Macri said...

I long for peace.

Anonymous said...

And Macri, there is no thing as peace.

Everything is always in tension, that is life, that is being.

Lorne Roberts said...

i disagree 100% with that.

so who's right?

Lorne Roberts said...

p.s. nice poem. i really like the first stanza.

D.Macri said...

Even momentary peace would be cool, like a nap or an cold drink.

D.Macri said...

I think there IS peace, that word was made to describe something. Maybe the idea doesn't work when you get a bit philosophical but there are definitely different states in some sense, war and peace.

Anonymous said...

no ideas work when you get too philosophical.

Anonymous said...

but ideas are still nice to have, especially the ones in this poem.

D.Macri said...

Agreed

D. Sky Onosson said...

someone is not succumbing...

I won't say who

TheBlueMask said...

peace is relative to a situation. Of course it exists.

D. Sky Onosson said...

I received a message (I won't identify the sender unless they want to do that themselves) that my previous comment was mysterious - it was meant to be!

Humour is good; seriousness is good too! I think peace is good; uhhh, I can't say the same for war though...

I think we all have our own mysteries to succumb to, and to succumb to us, and our own peace to make or find. Different for everyone, and I think my comment probably applies to all of us, including me. I was trying to hold out and not post a comment on my own post for once, but I couldn't do it!

If I had a goal in writing this piece (and I'm not sure whether I did or not...) it was to make people look inside themselves a bit. I think it probably worked.

We are all Mysterious Wizards.

Quitmoanez said...

I've got more hitpoints though.

:)