gordon nosworthy

Humans As Moment Artists - Poem by gordon nosworthy

organics are artists
humans above all
paint not required
nor sound nor sight nor smell
nor touch

take a moment
carefully unfasten its content
allow it to unfold
meticulously examine its topography
too late
that moment
is past
this moment
zips by
just as past

this right now experience
this teeming life of moments
surrounding me
embedding me
in what it is
in what has meaning & no meaning
in equal measure
has no equal

are tiny frescos
as the universe
each living thing
a nanosecond by nanosecond creation
the natural function of the universe
to unfurl
each moment
a crease
when dropped
into a vat
of what is right now
right this instant
embracing me

each unfolding moment
a billion trillion concurrent moments
experienced as a chain
as a lifetime
a flash
leaving humanity like fish
in air
trying to grasp
the continuing awareness
the elusive fluid continuity

animals live in the moment
in the now
the human animal
lives in consecutive moments
each one
gathered & digested
simmered & boiled
through the cauldrons of belief
until the blur
becomes recognizable
as life

humans are all artists
life their canvas
experience their media
the outcome

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Comments about Humans As Moment Artists by gordon nosworthy

There is no comment submitted by members..

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 13, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, March 14, 2014

[Hata Bildir]