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Tuesday, September 22, 2009

__I have, these many years, thought of words, as bricks. The structures built... can have weakness and strength, simplicity and complexity, ugliness, beauty, thought and imagination, and the wonder of these structures depends on the artful pattern in which the bricks had been lain.
__Today, at Bill Owen's blog, I left this response to his single line haiku, of September 14th., the link... WF Owen, below.


the last brick... I close the book

7 comments:

Kristin Riggs said...

This is powerful. However, I selfishly hope that you are FAR from laying your "last brick"!!!

Frank Williams said...

This speaks volumes Magyar...

John McDonald said...

yes volumes i love it M
john

Janice Thomson said...

Appropriate for the seasonal change too. One of my favorites Magyar...

Tikkis said...

My wife's grandfather build a cowhouse; they made all the bricks by themselves...

Ready built cowhouse --
his horse's and her cow's
new home

Dalloway said...

oh so final! gives me chills...

BlueJayEye said...

yes, the final piece (it's hard to imagine)...