Thursday, 28 August 2008

A Word Is Dead...

Emily Dickinson 1830 - 1886

A word is dead
When it is said,
Some say.
I say it just
Begins to live
That day.
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Island Rambles Blog said...

I love the poem, and I agree when a word or poem is written or said that is when it is created and begins to live...some great words all strung together like a pearl necklace live long lives in our books, videos, films and now on our blogs...the word is not dead at all...they live in our minds.

Rima said...

Hello Namnet, thank yo for your kind wors on my blog and for linking me. I am glad you enjoyed the Hermitage :)
A great place you have here too...
pleased to meet you
Best wishes

Namnet said...

to island rambles: How wonderfully said! Yes, I entirely agree as with the poem as with you. The said (or written) words are released to live their own life among us.

to Rima: Pleased to meet you, too. Your hermitage is trully wonderful place:-) And thank you for kind comment:-)