Between Nothingness and Night

Written a little over a year ago, but very much going in the direction I wanted. Embedded poetry - you know I like it. ;-P

Between nothingness and night

Stretch my mind to grasp
The distance of a moment
Here, then gone again.

A web is spinning
Called 'memory'; it catches
That which would be lost.

How small the details
That weave a rich tapestry,
Or wreck it to shreds?

We shall only know
The width and length of our time;
Depth is beyond us.

Illumination,
Glanced at, guessed at, but always
Chasing tomorrow.

                          D.R. Edwards

Author's Note

Whelp, I hate to sound like a broken record, but honesty is the only thing I crave here.

Reviews

[Floating on the feather..]

I feel so disgusted....I had written a long-long review since i had liked it so much ...spoke about many different things about the hidden depths in these succinct lines...and now i have lost it all !!!

Nevermind...I have liked all the stanzas very much. Full of meaning and seamless depths.
These lines reminded me of something i had read a long time back and had found impossible depths in them...

Where seconds stretch,
rejections sketch the portrait of death.

And now so do i find absolute depths in your lines.

Wonderful !

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I have to say poetry isn't my strong suit, the only stuff I can really understand are Poe's where there is a clear sense of narrative, I know little of any other types of poetry.

That being said, I loved this one, the imagery it conjured up was something poetry rarely does for me. It felt rather philosophical, like a classic one written in the Haiku's native tongue. Job well done on stirring the spirit of a poetical Layman...