I remember the first little machines that touched my heart in the movie Silent Running. And the Poetic translation of the Mars Rover's last transmission "my battery is low and it's getting dark". Poignant, touching and yes, lonely.
This is a beautiful and flayed open search on the page into that deep well I suspect we all experience at times and to differing degrees.
I can’t remember reading anything about the subject of loneliness that has touched me more—one thin, little dash finding the words to help the rest of us thin, little dashes feel a part of the painting after all. Devin, on days when you feel the almost-ness, the why didn’t I, I hope you’ll remember you did this.
I remember the first little machines that touched my heart in the movie Silent Running. And the Poetic translation of the Mars Rover's last transmission "my battery is low and it's getting dark". Poignant, touching and yes, lonely.
This is a beautiful and flayed open search on the page into that deep well I suspect we all experience at times and to differing degrees.
Thank you.
thank you always, Mariah. I didn't know about that last transmission! what a poem.
I’ll cry with you. Thank you for this today Devin! Beep beep
beep beep, Tim, my friend! beep beep
I just loved every word of this. So much! Thank you:)
And also, Happy birthday! I hope your birthday (month) is mostly a beautiful thing.❤️
thank you so much!
Happy Birthday, Devin! This essay inspired me to write a poem.
ah, no way! a beautiful thing. thanks, Rachel
Thank you
It’s my birthday today and this filled the gaps and made the lonely feel less heavy, more animal and I’ll cry with you.
Because I’m good at that.
happy birthday, margi! hope it's filled with light
I can’t remember reading anything about the subject of loneliness that has touched me more—one thin, little dash finding the words to help the rest of us thin, little dashes feel a part of the painting after all. Devin, on days when you feel the almost-ness, the why didn’t I, I hope you’ll remember you did this.
thanks always, Tina -- it's been a joy to read your work in class. thank you for reading!
Wow, I love that little poem on the Mars rover. Thanks for your thoughtful reflections
thank you, Tara
Such a soulful reading of this poem. Thank you for these words, for putting shape to this struggle we all live with. One of your best.
ah, thanks so much John! truly.
Loved reading this. Thank you.
thank you, Sara
From my heart to yours, thank you for this.
<3 thank you
"... There are those who worship loneliness, I’m not one of them
In this age of fiberglass I’m searching for a gem
The crystal ball up on the wall hasn’t shown me nothing yet
I’ve paid the price of solitude, but at last I’m out of debt ..."
(Bob Dylan)
Bob Dylan as Mars Rover.
Kindest wishes on your recent birthday. Your posts always move me in unexpected ways.
The poem remains indeed friend!