Sunday, April 1, 2012

Not Always What They Seem

Pink Daffodils and Almost Hidden Butterfly

For Palm Sunday to coincide with April Fool's Day, as it does today, is a most unusual event in the calendrical world. The rate of occurrence is three times in the past century, nine times in the past three centuries.

An important lesson shared by both holidays:
things are not always what they seem!

Sometimes It Happens
Sometimes it happens that you are friends and then
You are not friends,
And friendship has passed.
And whole days are lost and among them
A fountain empties itself.

And sometimes it happens that you are loved and then
You are not loved,
And love is past.
And whole days are lost and among them
A fountain empties itself into the grass.

And sometimes you want to speak to her and then
You do not want to speak,
Then the opportunity has passed.
Your dreams flare up, they suddenly vanish.

And also it happens that there is nowhere to go and then
There is somewhere to go,
Then you have passed.
And the years flare up and are gone,
Quicker than a minute.

So you have nothing.
You wonder if these things matter and then
As soon as you begin to wonder if these things matter
They cease to matter,
And caring is past.
And a fountain empties itself into the grass.


by British poet Brian Patten (b. 1946)
best known as one of the Liverpool Poets

see previous Quotidian posts:
All Souls: From Dust Thou Art
"Believe In Your Own Full Moonlight"
"Brush With Greatness"

and "Happy Batday" on The Fortnightly Kitti Carriker

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