Running with the wind while against the current,
winning although godspeed comes in last
can cause reality to reach false conclusions.
Too often such splendidly dishonest assumptions
are merely thorns in the side of reality.
Not remembering is not the same as forgetting,
forgetting is the curse of intelligence.
Intelligence often only hampers recollection,
recollection consolidates memories,
memories all too often are best forgotten.
Lives of our friends can contradict our longevity,
longevity offers more chances for failure and pain.
Failure and pain sometimes can overpower us,
being overpowered can thwart recovery,
recovery often requires not remembering.
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Author:
Dan Williams (
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Ah the paradoxes of life. Yes memory can be a blessing and a curse. Loved the juxtaposition of concepts in this poem. Nicely done.
Thank you so much. At times I think I am the only one who recognizes the built in conflicts.
I love the dizzying aspect of this poem, I'm on my toes the whole time, keeping track of the contradictions that in the end blow my mind. The incredible cycle of life does seem to lead us back to the place where we started. How incredibly ingenious! I loved every line, but now I must rest my head and contemplate.
Such a flatterer! Thanks much, may be I'll write more after all.
I certainly hope so!
many true words spoken here Dan.
a very impressive write.
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