a burst of love – peals of laughter –
drum-sound rolling on a bass-note –
shape-racing – emerging – whirling –
converging – diverging ripples …
swift and bright a screen appears
huh – seriously weird – I half wake
to a google-page floating in mid-air
with a line in my mother-tongue:
… ich weiss dass ich nicht weiss …
just what I need – a teasing code …
I might click the suspended screen
and glide into the net – follow threads
in the ever-maze where ghost-hands
seduce into tunnel-dreams while bits
from undone chains clutter and disperse
like pearls in a dark-sealed void …
the sense of an unfettered mind remains
holding a virtual message in place
as my own – intending to ponder its words
of Socratic wisdom in bright daylight –
homing the unknown …
Ashen 25th Oct 2011
Using this ancient PC brain. My new laptop is in repair.
6 responses to “… dream of a floating web-page …”
What a beautiful and inspiring blog, one which I think Kafka would be pleased to find, were he alive–which he isn’t, and were he inclined to use the internet–which I don’t think he would be. This methodology I believe will become my new lens on the world–What Would Kafka Do. Do they have a bumper sticker for that? Thanks for making me aware of your writings–really wonderful.
Thanks, Mary. I’m pleased you like my blog. A bumpersticker – What would Kafka do? – this made me laugh. I liked the quote you chose of him in your blog entry, and it made me think how he would relate to the ocean of the internet. Go for it. There’s a lot of milage in entering a dialogue with creative minds that inspired us.
Love this… but then you might guess that… I know that I do not know? What’s not to love; what’s not to no?
Thanks, Jane. Socrates also said something like – living starts when you start doubting everything that came before you –
A good recipe to lighten the tyranny of reason. Loveable fools, bless them.
“ghost-hands seduce into tunnel-dreams”
I love that.
Great poem, Ashen.