We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person. -William Somerset Maugham, writer (1874-1965)
We're chained to the post
Prometheus at most
tedious forebears of a terrible task
trying to love those who love us best -
even though the passion has past.
Throwing stones on the pond
the ripples ever widening the effect
on the center
Continually expanding and dividing
our responses changing,
but impasse is a formidable mentor.
BJ 13 November 2010
*Title of a book by W.S. Maughham
Comments
Profound stuff
It's very true we do change so much, I feel I'm quite different than I was before neo crashed. Loved the poem, only thing I would say is, I think it would read better if you took out the words ' in the centre,' from the 2nd stanza.
Lou
Hey Lou!
Sorry to come back to this so late - with my humble thanks!
You have a keen eye - so your comments are always valued!
Boni