24 April 2009

108 Poems #105

Phone call after email after phone call
The day flows by

Uninterrupted



[24 April 09]

3 comments:

Alice said...

Chop wood, carry water. Chop wood, carry water. Chop wood...

Barry said...

If we don't make "interruption," then we live without fragmentation (to borrow Krishnamurti's term).

Lovely poem, as always.

Puerhan said...

Thanks!

Must be the subliminal effects of reading your Krishnamurti blog posts Barry. :-)