TRIP TO ELTHAM PALACE POEM 19

Do you have a plan? Even the best laid plans are interrupted by circumstance. Life is not like a map in this case and so the metaphor begins to weaken. Is life a plan? Yes it is - but it is not our plan always. If it has to be your plan all the time people call you a 'control freak'. So in the artistic process, you aim to 'let go', just like in yoga. Where would that take you?

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"To lose balance sometimes for love is part of living a balanced life." Elizabeth Gilbert

The Meeting

Between the two chairs was a table,

The table between two powers of different state,

A meeting occurred and decisions were made,

But where was I in this, my love?

An assignation, a twist in the plot

To be disposed of?

This did not sound like my fate.

As my eye travels across the globe

Affixed in a frame of wood,

I wonder where you will land,

Setting my course I set my will.

Across the land, across the water,

You followed me and so as I alight,

A familiar shape greets me,

But I am not alone.

“We sold ourselves for love but now we are free, I’m so sorry for that ghost I made you be, Only one of us was real and that was me.” Leonard Cohen