Ink Splattered Dreams

Sunday, April 12, 2009

This week's topic: Fleeting

A fleeting comet sweeps across the sky. The lovers wish for they're love to be eternal...

But on earth, with Time chasing us, everything is fleeting. Echoing Robert Browning's words:

"Infine passion, and the pain

Of finite hearts that yearn."

4 comments:

DianeApril 12, 2009 at 5:15 PM
What a terrific idea! I really love your colors!
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JohnApril 12, 2009 at 10:41 PM
this is definitely a terrific Idea! I saw a falling star last night and it was gone in an instant! greatly illustrated too! hahaha I'm the first follower! yay!
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Rui SousaApril 13, 2009 at 3:58 AM
Lovely one. A true example of a really well done work! excellent choice about the subject! regards

Rui Sousa
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Sohini BasakApril 15, 2009 at 11:19 AM
Thanks guys!!

Yay to my first comments and follower!!
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A Large Number. Wislawa Szymborska

Four billion people on this earth,
but my imagination is the way it's always been:
bad with large numbers.
It is still moved by particularity.
It flits about the darkness like a flashlight beam,
disclosing only random faces,
while the rest go blindly by,
unthought of, unpitied.
...
My dreams—even they are not as populous as they should be.
There is more solitude in them than crowds or clamor.
Sometimes someone long dead will drop by for a bit.
A single hand turns a knob.
Annexes of echo overgrow the empty house.
I run from the threshold down into the quiet
valley seemingly no one's—an anachronism by now.

Where does all this space still in me come from—
that I don't know.