tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12005479.post113944871156245251..comments2023-05-28T04:34:00.429-06:00Comments on Hawk Circle: Where the Behemoth FallsPatrick M. Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14366666601869757080noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12005479.post-1139972613439445522006-02-14T20:03:00.000-07:002006-02-14T20:03:00.000-07:00If we can't make some sense of what's come before ...<I>If we can't make some sense of what's come before and hope for better in the future, I suppose we'd all start mixing up Drano in a glass and writing our final farewells. </I> <BR/>I think you've answered your own ruminating question, Firehawk! I always admire how smooth your writing seems. I don't think that's easy to do in longer poems like yours.MBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14515233228776181123noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12005479.post-1139886658465027892006-02-13T20:10:00.000-07:002006-02-13T20:10:00.000-07:00Firehawk... that, and I can't stand the taste of D...Firehawk... that, and I can't stand the taste of Drano!!Billhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07338910000372628114noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12005479.post-1139865441022717312006-02-13T14:17:00.000-07:002006-02-13T14:17:00.000-07:00Doc,We can't answer all these questions. If we co...Doc,<BR/><BR/>We can't answer all these questions. If we could, we'd be ready for whatver comes next. Continuing to walk around and eat and go to work once the mystery of the world had been unraveled would be rather pointless, wouldn't it? It's the unknowable question, the unscalable mountain, the bitter sea too wide to navigate...these are the things that make the world a suitable challenge to our consciousness.<BR/><BR/>Bill,<BR/><BR/>Life without hope for better would certainly be an awful season of consecutive, pointless misery. If we can't make some sense of what's come before and hope for better in the future, I suppose we'd all start mixing up Drano in a glass and writing our final farewells.Patrick M. Tracyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14366666601869757080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12005479.post-1139684249950216522006-02-11T11:57:00.000-07:002006-02-11T11:57:00.000-07:00Firehawk, I was about to paste the exact lines tha...Firehawk, I was about to paste the exact lines that drthunder did...<BR/><BR/>I don't know why others do, but I think I know why *I* do...<BR/><BR/>I like knowing I can make tomorrow better than today.. love my wife more tomorrow than I had today... maybe learn one more skill to take into tomorrow from today...<BR/><BR/>If I lost hope, or faith, in tomorrow being better as a result of what I do today... I think things would feel pretty bleak indeed.Billhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07338910000372628114noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12005479.post-1139533706652711462006-02-09T18:08:00.000-07:002006-02-09T18:08:00.000-07:00"why dowe yet cling so hard, andmaintain, somehow,..."why do<BR/>we yet cling so hard, and<BR/>maintain, somehow,<BR/>hope of another dawn,<BR/>hope of another chance<BR/>to be all those things we<BR/>have fallen short of<BR/>thus far?"<BR/><BR/>I really enjoyed this peom, Firehawk. I'm not sure that we need to answer all of these questions, nor am I certain that we need to feel as thought we have fallen short if we don't accomplish all that we set out to do. I love knowing that tomorrow I can add to, or correct things that I did today. I've experienced the hope that you speak of. I've become unsettled by wanting more. As with most of our species, I've experienced the discomfort of not "knowing when enough is enough."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com