Sandra Feldman

Stop Thinking - Poem by Sandra Feldman

Does thinking make you live?
I wonder if it does,
Sometimes I really wish,
My own thinking would stop,
Just to be very still,
In peace with mind and will,
Not even hear a drop,
Of water falling fine,
And wondering, as I stop,
Why is this drop not wine?

Topic(s) of this poem: peace

Comments about Stop Thinking by Sandra Feldman

  • Daniel Brick (9/12/2015 1:58:00 AM)

    Kelly gets to the heart of the matter, doesn't he? Every time we think we have our next decisive move planned, there's a glitch which makes us pause and wonder, Should I take this next step? It's Hamlet's crisis in TO BE OR NOT TO BE: Suicide will stop the pain we're feeling now, but what if it will just bring us to a new pain? The last four lines of your poem take us into a heightened region of a sense of wonder that there might still be hope for a kind of natural magic to intervene, with water becoming wine, at least in the Imagination. I'm willing to surrender my will to that saving hope. (Report) Reply

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  • Kelly Kurt (9/11/2015 9:04:00 PM)

    I waffle between wanting the constant thinking to stop, and fearing that it will. (Report) Reply

  • Pithy Marvel (9/11/2015 8:39:00 PM)

    the cessation of thought
    is where YOU are found
    no more madness
    where realness is unbound! ! !
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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 11, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, September 12, 2015

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