Ephemeral

Sam Peralta is hosting dVerse FormForAll tonight. He has set us on the task of writing sedoka, a Japanese poetry form with two stanzas, each stanza having a 5-7-7 syllable count. Sam gives a good explanation of the other features of the form–y’all are invited to craft your own and link up!
 
 
Ephemeral
The slow water of
Tumble Creek reflects white clouds
and the hungry green heron.
Nothing stays the same.
It may be no human eye
Has ever seen what I see.
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48 thoughts on “Ephemeral

  1. smiles…perhaps but you captured it nicely….its cool when you are out there in the middle of no where and see things and imagine you might be the only one that has seen it…well probably the exact same…as everything does change…

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  2. i like the way you start with the scene, the heron and the water and sky. and then turn it to you, the observer. that feeling of being alone watching nature, a part of it all

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  3. I love the way you insinuate Heraclitus' philosophical declaration into this poem – “No man can swim in the same river twice; for it is never the same river, and he is never the same man.”

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  4. …indeed, no two people can see same mona lisa in one portrait… both may glance a mona lisa but ask them to write or sketch same figure and both will give a different version of a same figure or subject… we cannot control the other side… we can only control ourselves… loved your sedoka… smiles..

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  5. 'Tumble Creek' wasn't aptly named then 🙂
    unless it followed Heraclitus' rule [as pointed out by Sam] to a very wide ranging degree.
    Trying to work out who the 'I' could be. [ play with the sound of I/eye?]

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  6. Cool. I wish the green herons that have nested over my driveway would find more water. They are flying now, but haven't left for good. I love them, it's just that I'm having to wash my car all the time. We have a ping pong table in the garage that just might need to find a new home, too. = )

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  7. Thanks Brian, no one sees exactly the same thing, even if looking at the same time and place. My eyes give me my perspective, only. Kind of weird to think about.

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  8. Thanks Grace–I think it's interesting that the images in the mind are not “real” in the way the objects outside of it are–like a reflection in water.

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  9. Thanks Aprille–Even a tumbling creek has some sections of slow water! As for the “I”–I'm forever trying to work out who that could be as well. Might as well be playing with sounds while I figure it out!

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