Editor's Note: Sometimes "life happens" and we are unable to make our week-daily post. Such a day was yesterday. My apologies. To make amends, please enjoy this special double feature by Frequent Contributor Howard Stein with a special two-part illustration by our Art Editor J. Artemus Gordon.
For Koji Takahashi: mono no aware (“the pathos of things”)
Hint of pink.
You are on loan
From the wind.
Poet's Notes: Many years ago at the annual Symposium of the International Society for the Psychoanalytic Study of Organizations, I met Koji Takahashi. Almost immediately we clicked. We visited about psychoanalysis, organizational research, and the arts. I vaguely recollect that we spoke also about the beauty of cherry blossoms, the virtual national symbol of Japan.
I exist in your eyes
until they drop me
and I am no more.
Poet's Notes: This little poem is about how I have experienced several kinds of relationships: workplace, friendship, love. It is about the feeling of existing or not existing, which is far more than an abstract philosophical question for me--it is intensely emotional, physical, spiritual, and deeply embodied.