Wordless in Toronto

kinnon —  November 28, 2005 — 2 Comments

I have lots of things I want to comment on including The Great Giveaway, Humility & the upcoming Canadian Election, but I’m finding it hard to put the words together. Could be a low grade bug that I’ve been fighting off since my Texas trip.That remains to be seen. This recent word play seems appropriate:

Sometimes.
Words tumble out unbidden
like a river that will
not stop
fueled by unquenchable
sources that
sing of
things unseen
thoughts unsaid
truths untold.
And then.
Nothing.
Pen scratch paper.
Fingers frozen.
Waiting.

UPDATE:
My friend, Dave Harms does a little line break remix of the above and adds a word:

Sometimes.
Words tumble out
unbidden
like a molten river that
will not stop fueled by
unquenchable sources
that sing
of things unseen thoughts
unsaid truths
untold and then.
Nothing.
Pen scratch paper.
Fingers frozen.
Waiting.


I love the remix culture of the net.

Dave then points to this poem by the late Bonnie Day,
called Communication Gap:

Language, that clever net we weave
To snare the gleaming fish of thought
Turns out to be too coarsely meshed
To serve its purpose, as it ought
Whole schools of meaning, minnow-wise
Swim through, and are not caught.

Thanks, Dave. I’ll point people at your new blog when it’s up.

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A television editor, writer & director since 1978. A Christian since 1982. More than a little frustrated with the Church in the West since late in the last millennium.

2 responses to Wordless in Toronto

  1. At those times
    when words don’t
    F
    A
    L
    L
    so easily
    I want a
    digital voice recorder
    because random meaningless words
    are easier to
    speak
    than they are to
    write.

    Reply
  2. and then
    speech recog
    nition
    can word press
    your thoughts

    chuckle. indeed

    Reply

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