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Re: Kabu ma’am,
That’s such a lovely way of celebrating your flying over the clouds and to have visualized angels and fairies which I’m sure your granddaughter must have seen it like real as do the clouds. 🤾🏿♂️🧘🏼🏋🏻♀️
posted by
anib
on December 5, 2023 at 9:41 PM
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Re: Sherri G
I loved your comment. “If only we mortals could have the life of carefree clouds”. Also I humbly take your appreciation. Tx ma’am. 🤾🏿♂️🤺🏂
posted by
anib
on December 5, 2023 at 9:36 PM
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When my Granddaughter was three I flew her to Sydney with me for a week. The plane wasn't full so she was able to have her own window seat next to me. As we flew above the clouds, she became a bit nervous so we began looking for fairies and angels. With the sun shining on the clouds below, we were able to find two angels and three fairies.
😇 😇 🧚♀️ 👸 🧚♂️
posted by
Kabu
on December 5, 2023 at 2:48 PM
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Good morning
Your words are so creative and thought-provoking. If only we mere mortals could have the life of a carefree cloud. ☁️
posted by
Sherri_G
on December 5, 2023 at 7:34 AM
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Hi there, big Sis,
You caught it perfectly right. There indeed is that anthropomorphism that surfaces in most of her writings, poetry et al. At a very early young age she lost her father in war, and shortly after, her mother too. One night she dreamt of father in a tree in the form of a butterfly, and mom as a squirrel, near her father. This surreal mix of fact and fantasy surfaces quite often in many of her writings and poems. Probably it was the nightmarish experience of great insecurity she felt in her childhood and formative years which shaped her future writings. A native of Poland, she won the Nobel prize in
Literature in 1996 and died in 2012. While awarding the prize, the Academy praised her “poetry with ironic precision that allows for the historical and biological context to come to light in fragments of human reality.”. Great many thanks ☺️ and I accept your praise with humility.
posted by
anib
on December 5, 2023 at 6:22 AM
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Oh, all excellent thoughts, dear Brother Aba. Reading your wonderful post, I began to wonder, could there be some anthropomorphism at play here? Could also the clouds be interpreted as being a certain type of people she had met along the way of life: those who "float free and easily over the facts;" or "scatter;' and those who don't care," etc. Or have I misread a possibility of meaning here? The poem is veiled in a sense. That is what makes it intriguing and beautiful. Thank you again for the enlightenment. You are indeed a wise guru. 
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on December 4, 2023 at 11:27 PM
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