I Cannot Cling

Today's blog is another in which there are two versions of the same poem. This time we have a short and a long version. If I were to keep only one I would probably keep the long version but since they are meditations I feel like it is OK for there to be two versions of the poem. 

 

Version 1 – Long

 

In Death I cannot cling to who I am or was,
I will not know or see or hear or think,
If then nothing else but absolute peace
Why not now whilst I yet live?

And why this restless interest in
what I or others think that I may be?
And how does bitter struggle benefit
above of sweet release?

It comes compelling as a siren's song
But what might letting go let go amiss?
Would that I could see up to the end
of a path like this.

What lies beyond needing nothing?
Is it strength or insanity?
Is it accepting death or accepting life?

 

 

Version 2 – Short

 

In Death I cannot cling to who I am or was,
I will not know or see or hear or think,
If then nothing else but absolute peace
Why not now whilst I yet live?

Would that I could see up to the end
of a path like this.

What lies beyond needing nothing?
Is it strength or insanity?
Is it accepting death or accepting life?
 

 

acceptanceall that I amletting gomeditationpeaceserenity

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Aviva Rifka Bhandari

Sat 6th Feb 2021 18:10

Thank you Stephen for your comment and for expressing a preference.

The shorter version is more direct, surprising and mysterious, whereas the longer version is more ornate with metaphor and word-play and has some additional explanation and concepts. it's a 48%/52% preference and it changes all the time for me, sometimes from moment to moment, which I prefer more ?

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Aviva Rifka Bhandari

Sat 6th Feb 2021 17:16

Thank you Keith for your comment. You are right, the way we decide to live is very much linked to whatever we believe in, that can set some boundaries for us.

Outside the structure of an established belief system we just get to find our own answers if we want to. Perhaps the answers or the coursework will get marked wrong at the end, but then again perhaps not.

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Stephen Gospage

Sat 6th Feb 2021 17:13

I am slightly partial to the directness of the short version, although it is hard to lose the missing text of the longer one. The last line presents the ultimate challenge (or choice?)

Many thanks for the poems.

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keith jeffries

Sat 6th Feb 2021 11:28

A problematic subject for a poem such as this. It encompasses many issues and poses many question for which answers are not available. I believe that it is only within the structure of a belief system that there is some explanation. We shall never know for certain until the days dawns or the night closes in.

Thank you for this
Keith

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