Fibonacci: Science and Poetry, Part 2
Faith
on
the
cliff, a
diver waits,
stilled, toes gripping edge…
then… leaps! as Heart commits to Sea.
© 2017 Christina Chase
This is Part 2 of my journey of faith chronicled through Fibonacci poems
Photo of cliff diver from Shore Trips, Limited Mobility Travel via Google images
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Although crippled by disease, I'm fully alive in love. I write about the terrible beauty and sacred wonder of life, while living with physical disability and severe dependency. A revert to the Catholic faith through atheism, I'm not afraid to ask life's big questions. I explore what it means to be fully human through my weekly blog and have written a book: It's Good to Be Here, published by Sophia Institute Press.
Love the last two lines! Sound and sight work together. Only “commits” blurs vision, though probably not the Vision.
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Funny you should say that! I tried many different words and phrases for the last line, only just recently changing “succumbs” to “commits” because the meaning was more accurate to what I wanted to say. But, I did rather like the way the sound of “succumbs” looked 🙂
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Isn’t it strange how one word can have such importance to us when we try to “get right” the making of a poem! Sound, meaning, image, associations, context, length, and plain old “feel” all influence our choices. And even then we might start second guessing (sometimes called revising).
You are right about the sound of “succumbs” but it changes the meaning. “Commits” works, even though it doesn’t add to the visual experience (but maybe the photograph is enough–more than enough). Fun, isn’t it!
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Yes! So much fun! I especially love that Eureka moment when you find just the right word. At least, the right word until you look at a year later and then “revise” 🙂
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