Obviously endebted to Ecclesiastes, thus the reference in the title. And, MadMaggie inspired the first line, while the second line has been without a verse for a few days.
The first line (the one inspired by your phrase "as humans we exist in a kind of harmonic dischord"), isn't so much an oxymoron though. . .More of a musical description of delicious tension moving into joyous consonance. Romantic Era music is replete with such tensions, and it's what makes music good. (well, that and a decent rhythm). My theory teachers always said that harmony wasn't simply the consonance of the major third, perfect fifth and octave, but was in fact the interplay of dissonance and consonance. IV-V-I is perfectly boring without a ii,ii, vii, vi (inverted!) and others thrown in.
"Living in Harmony" means a lot more than most people think.
"Harmonic discord" is what makes music music. One can say that a symphony is sonic chaos, harnessed, focused, and controlled. a little chaos in my globe of peace, a little discord in my harmony, a little tabasco on my eggs.
thank you. It's how I knew it was done, for the final stanza should always be the best--the concluding finale, the whole point of the writing.
I am aware that some of "my own hawkish, rightish ways" are rather, hmmm, contrary(?) to some of your own positions and philosophies. I am reminded by my little voice everytime I post "You know, Theo may not like reading this. . ." To which I respond "Theo knows me . . . if he has problems with my writing, he will ask questions to debate or clarify meanings." And the little voice shuts up. Experience teaches different people different things, and I know I've changed since New Orleans.
It happens. Hopefully, it is growth.
In the meantime, I'm glad you could appreciate the sentiment behind the last stanza (and therefore, really, the entire poem).
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ah so true...
I like it very much!
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Obviously endebted to Ecclesiastes, thus the reference in the title. And, MadMaggie inspired the first line, while the second line has been without a verse for a few days.
anyway, glad you liked it!
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"Living in Harmony" means a lot more than most people think.
"Harmonic discord" is what makes music music. One can say that a symphony is sonic chaos, harnessed, focused, and controlled. a little chaos in my globe of peace, a little discord in my harmony, a little tabasco on my eggs.
Mmmm, tabasco. . .
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I am aware that some of "my own hawkish, rightish ways" are rather, hmmm, contrary(?) to some of your own positions and philosophies. I am reminded by my little voice everytime I post "You know, Theo may not like reading this. . ." To which I respond "Theo knows me . . . if he has problems with my writing, he will ask questions to debate or clarify meanings." And the little voice shuts up. Experience teaches different people different things, and I know I've changed since New Orleans.
It happens. Hopefully, it is growth.
In the meantime, I'm glad you could appreciate the sentiment behind the last stanza (and therefore, really, the entire poem).
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