this poem was the inspiration for the masthead design on this page, and has been an inspiration to me for a long time. from Spoon River Anthology.
I HAVE studied many times
The marble which was chiseled for me--
A boat with a furled sail at rest in a harbor.
In truth it pictures not my destination
But my life.
For love was offered me and I shrank from its disillusionment;
Sorrow knocked at my door, but I was afraid;
Ambition called to me, but I dreaded the chances.
Yet all the while I hungered for meaning in my life.
And now I know that we must lift the sail
And catch the winds of destiny
Wherever they drive the boat.
To put meaning in one's life may end in madness,
But life without meaning is the torture
Of restlessness and vague desire--
It is a boat longing for the sea and yet afraid.
5 comments:
absolutely beautiful, and just spot on...this poem.. hope you had a good one. may love engulf you and the parody of meaning tie u down.
love Basia
Thanks Barry for the "George Gray", indeed life for those of us foolish enough to to continue the pursuit, torture meets us at every turn... oh, if only to be a cat; guiltlessly hedonistic.
Happy New Year my friend,
xxoA
thank you!
I love you Barry. Onwards and upwards..
Dear Barry,
Wishing you all the best but most of all a Happy and Healthy New Year and yes you still inspire me. May all your dreams come true.
Love MOM
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