Saturday, October 1, 2011

As true today as the touch of your hand

Brevity is beauty’s sting.

[From a comment I made here, more than a year ago.]


Stickup Artist said...

Just finished reading "When a certain cloud appears." Was particularly struck by the lines:

what is rejected seduces,
what is expected fails,
what is neglected grows,
what is sung heals

Which carry the transformative power of a mantra.

William Michaelian said...

I still remember when those lines appeared on the screen — the surprise of them, their sound, their rhythm, their possible meaning. It seems you’ve tapped into all of these facets at once. I’m glad, and I thank you.

-K- said...

And those four words confirm it.

William Michaelian said...

Thanks, Kevin.

erin said...

isn't brevity the landscape which allows beauty her temporary being? without brevity we would be always. always would be ordinary. ordinary would be overlooked.


William Michaelian said...

Said the dying sun, “Always is long enough.”