Why we are sad—poem
Why we are sad
for a portal cracking open
for a crumbling under bark
for ponytails and polo necks
a child in the dark
for the lumpiness of sorrow
and the immanence of joy
— Rachel McAlpine CC BY 2.0
Why we are sad
for a portal cracking open
for a crumbling under bark
for ponytails and polo necks
a child in the dark
for the lumpiness of sorrow
and the immanence of joy
— Rachel McAlpine CC BY 2.0
Sorrow definitely is lumpy, though I had never thought to describe it thus.
yes interesting “lumpiness” – I suppose as we ride the waves, of “I’m going to get on top of this…we make some headway…then something catches us…we we start falling back down” And then we wrestle in bed, the mattress has some lumpy bits, we fight to move away from that lumpiness and the next minute we are back wrestling with both the mattress and getting a good nights sleep…
Short and to the point well described.
Lovely. Yes sorry is definitely lumpy.