One of the Butterflies
The trouble with pleasure is the timing
it can overtake me without warning
and be gone before I know it is here
it can stand facing me unrecognized
while I am remembering somewhere else
in another age or someone not seen
for years and never to be seen again
in this world and it seems that I cherish
only now a joy I was not aware of
when it was here although it remains
out of reach and will not be caught or named
or called back and if I could make it stay
as I want to it would turn into pain
Photographers and poets play with timing. We try to catch movement and attract connections. The challenges arise to set amazement in focus or squint to revel in nuances of sensory details that swirl.
Memories shuffle emotions.
W.S. Merwin contemplates pleasure, memory, and what remains out of reach.
Think about what remains out of reach. What will you call back and ask to stay?
Write about the results.