I like how nothing in this poem tries to become larger than it is. The movement between wind, mountain, stone, and sun feels less symbolic than quietly lived through.
And the line about the trip asking you “to just be here walking and living” carries the same simplicity. Sometimes that is the real work.
I like how nothing in this poem tries to become larger than it is. The movement between wind, mountain, stone, and sun feels less symbolic than quietly lived through.
And the line about the trip asking you “to just be here walking and living” carries the same simplicity. Sometimes that is the real work.
Rhanks for sharing your experience with the poem, Antonio. You've given me a sense to play with.