one boat
and a man who sails the oceans
a long way from home
maybe not a Haiku by John Holman
September 25th, 2008 § 2
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We go to the Art Gallery of NSW three or four times a year but always in April to see the Archibald’s. These shots were taken April 2006 while we sat on the deck enjoying a wondrous day and drinking a traditional (for us) glass of Champagne.
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by Wislawa Szymborska
translated by: Joanna Maria Trzeciak
Strange planet and strange people on it.
They yield to time, but they don’t want to recognize time.
They have their ways of expressing resistance.
They make pictures such as this:
Nothing in particular at first glance.
One can see water,
one river bank,
a narrow boat strenuously moving upstream.
One can see a bridge over the water
and people on the bridge.
People are clearly picking up the pace,
as rain starts whipping down from a dark cloud.
The point is, nothing happens further.
The cloud changes neither shape nor color.
The rain neither stops nor picks up.
The boat moves without moving.
The people on the bridge run
precisely where they ran before.
It is hard to get by without a commentary:
This is not an innocent picture.
Time was stopped here,
its laws no longer consulted.
It was denied impact on the developing events,
disregarded and dishonored. » Read the rest of this entry «
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