
Shared with dVerse MTB quatern and utilising the phrase ‘what happens when the river stops‘ taken from Günter Grass’s ‘What I write about’.
“Everything that needs to be said has already been said. But, since no one was listening, everything must be said again.” – Andre Gide

Shared with dVerse MTB quatern and utilising the phrase ‘what happens when the river stops‘ taken from Günter Grass’s ‘What I write about’.
Nicely done Shaun. Well written.
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Cheers Dwight. 🙏 I spent a long time on this one. More than I would like!
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Profound. Love it.
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Thank you Selma. 🙏 Appreciated.
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I like the phrase you took from Grass’s poem, Shaun, and where it took you in your Quatern. I especially love the phrase ‘roiling ghost of gestalt’, the river aching to ‘carve a deeper chart’, and ‘frozen skin, a trick of the light’, Best not to dwell on what will happen.
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Thanks Kim 🙏 I currently reading an Osho book that says that we must embrace death if we wish to truly live. It has made me dwell on it a little more recently!
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You’re welcome, Shaun. I think, as we get older, we do embrace death. I’m not afraid of it any more.
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read and re-read just for the enjoyment Shaun -winding through the stanzas the poem itself emulates the journey of the river which makes the thought of its cessation even more acute
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Thanks Laura 🙏
I did contemplate formatting the text to imitate a river but somehow it didn’t look quite right and took away some of the power within the words.
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I contemplated that line Shaun, but went more personal and yet, after metaphorically contemplating the river frozen – you end with a personal declaration. I used to want to live forever just to see what will happen, but now I find myself nearer to embracing your last line…
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Thanks Andrew. 🙏
There are a lot of stories about the person cursed to live forever. I figure about three hundred years might be ok. 👍
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The thought of what happens when the river stops is already happening I think when we steal all the water before it reaches the sea…. more drought than ice, but still it’s chilling (pun intended)
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Cheers Björn 🙏
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Beautifully, cleverly composed, Shaun. Profound as well .. Laura is correct, this quatern deserves multiple readings.
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Thanks so much Helen 🙏
I had to lay down after writing this one!
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freefall flow river flow — on and on it goes…
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…it cannot be stopped.
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I love those last two lines especially. It’s like the wondering ends there because the river equates to the flow of life, and may it keep flowing.
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Some questions we wish to forget the answer to…
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“‘roiling ghost of gestalt’”
I love that line. I don’t want to know when the river stops.
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Thanks Sara 🙏
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