“Glimpses are all you ever get. There is so little time.”

glowing-maple

This is so beautiful. A heart-breaking combination of the existential and the everyday. So much sublime pathos yet so clear-eyed and matter-of-fact. His maple tree’s shedding of leaves then blossoming as a metaphor for the cycle of life; the thought of him pushing through to spring to hold that final book of poetry in his hands; the vision of a grandfather connecting with his grandchild in the finite time he has left; the thought of a great intellect identifying with the many-layered genius of Tony Soprano and friends. All of it so modestly yet poignantly handled it brings a lump to my throat. And puts the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, the strikes and gutters of everyday life, into perspective. Especially when he notes, reflecting on the noisy, trivial chatter of the blogsophere, “They all have time to burn. I wish I did.”

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About antmelder
Creative Partner at DDB Sydney; passionate vegetarian; lover of books, boxing and Bruce Springsteen.

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