The tragedy lies
in knowing the future lives
only in the mind
the body surrenders well
before one's paradise dies
2) The second time, in retirement, my hip had to be replaced. Thought for sure, I wouldn't be able to play again. Not only am I playing again, I feel better than ever. A CHANCE AT A 2ND LIFE! GLORY BE! ! !
Where there's a second chance, there is a paradise! Thanks so much for reading, my friend.
I had thought that I would never be able to play tennis again. First time was when I had injured my back. I stopped playing because I thought I might not be able to walk again. After returning to playing, my back was healed.
The best Tanka ever written! Smooth, flowing from line to line like a waterfall from one ledge to another. Not one- I repeat, not one- -excess word. And while it is a highly logical and wise poem, it is full of anguish for our human condition and its temporary quality. I know I say this often about your work- -but truly this may be the best poem I have ever read of yours.... I say that knowing deep inside that your next poem will capture me and the next one after that... your fault though cuz you have a knack for writing magnificent poetry, my friend. 10 ++++++++++++ and another placement on my fav list [I'm beginning to think I should just tell PH to put all M.J.'s poetry on my fav list the moment it is posted] Extraordinary depth and emotion here.
Wow! Susan, thank you so very much for this amazing comment. I really enjoyed your most recent work, and am looking forward to your next. I'll be back to your page in a few days. Thanks again...And, by the way, I am told the work I am editing now is 'rather dark.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Paradise is often illusory.The poem is a tale of life itself.