Being in control. A way to protect oneself from hurt but the defences don't discriminate so joy can't get in either. How did the craftsman in the three become the curmudgeon in the four. Perhaps his heart got broken.
For love of you, the air, it hurts,
and my heart,
and my hat, they hurt me.
Who would buy it from me,
this ribbon I am holding,
and this sadness of cotton,
white, for making handkerchiefs with?
Ay, the pain it costs me
to love you as I love you!
Federico Garcia Lorca, 1898-1936
Either that or he thought he was protected from the natural laws of change and impermanence and is reacting to what he's experienced/ seen that counteracted his belief.
ReplyDeleteThose coins in the RWS could be clicks that he's trying to stop.
DeleteSorry I meant clocks!
DeleteI've learned a new word today: "curmudgeon" :)
ReplyDeleteIt is so easy to shut the door and lock out life for a while but what if we loose the key?
I think some people experience disappointment so deeply they lock up the heart and throw away the key...
DeleteIt dings us when we are not appreciated or paid appropriately for our work. In those instances I think we can hold on a bit tightly to our 'things' lest someone wants to take that away from us too. Ellen is correct to ask "what if we loose the the key?" Then we go through the 'woe is me' in the five of pents. So I will say to you "I think you are marvelous and enjoy your posts."
ReplyDeleteThank you for your kind words. Been doing this almost a year now. Still a work in progress so good to get some nice feedback :)
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