Written for: dVerse Poets Pub – Poetics: Impermanence (posted by Merrill)
“About a week ago, on a windy day, the sky seemed to change every few minutes. Rain to clearing to grey clouds to sunshine. It struck me not just how changeable the weather is, but how impermanent everything is. Buildings topple, land erodes into the sea, and even stars eventually die. Of course, this is not an original or profound idea.”
“So, today for Poetics, I’d like you to think about impermanence, things that are transient, or things that have passed their time. If you want to stick to the seasons, nature, or the weather, that’s fine, but I’d like to challenge you to try to come up with something different or unusual.”
From albums to tapes to CDs
keeping up is never a breeze.
From manual to electric to iPads
I have neck cramps, and it’s not a fad.
Things that are now antiques
include me and my skills–obsolete.