I have always liked to see people not just for their best qualities, but also for their faults, which are part of what makes them as unique as one human can be, when compared to another.
I once placed my name in the middle of a page and began describing myself in detail, trying to keep to one word at a time. I tried to be as honest as possible, naming both the positive and negative qualities that are me, to me.
Then I got to looking at the finished page and spontaneously began drawing lines connecting one to the other, like a spider web brainstorm with an extra feature. I started to see that some of the best and worst qualities are basically inseparable, or maybe that they represent opposite ends of a spectrum of possibilities.
There is probably not much at all that has not already been done. We are parading on the shoulders of all who have come before us, and perhaps carrying those who will come after - our knowledge, an accumulated wealth without which we would be lost; our footsteps overlaying those of select others who chose to travel the same paths.
Anything I could say would echo all that has been said before.
The imagery is lovely (I will echo that, yes), I think 'light pirouetting' especially.
'there's no better gift
than being almost unique'
I agree with this. Almost unique means you're not alone out there, there are otherslike you. Being unique seems to be many people's aim, but perhaps they would get lonely... I've often wished that I were more unique, if one could be more unique (ok, you can't be MORE unique but you get me, right?) but this makes sense. I may be a pretty typical person, but boy am I in a big group!
Your title is interesting, it makes me wonder how it fits in with the rest of this...
This was a refeshing read.
p.s are the other 2 posted? I'd love to read them.
This is soooo cool, I like the layout, rhyme twists and I like the message... we're the same kinda different. But with a few billion plus out there, ya get the replications. I'm just glad we don't have an official White Glove Day coming, but you watch... it could happen.
Like the previous reviewer, this called certain images/memories to my mind too. More specifically, a music box my older sister had when we were young that, when you opened it a ballerina sprung up and began to circle in front of a mirror to some tinkling tune. The ballerina was in a constant pirouette.
And I also don't see why more haven't commented. Perhaps because it doesn't need a whole bunch of other words from people (as it is, I'm really just echoing) This is short and sweet. I like the ending thought. Very lovely.
I don't see why this doesn't have more comments,
it's nothing short of beautiful :]
I love the simple, detailed imagery in it;
"Like light pirouetting
On a scratched antique"
probably my favorite part. reminds me of a few different things;
1. wandering through way too many things in our attic and feeling the sun before it dances light across everything I picked up.
2. digging through my mind and "seeing" some light shine through, occasionally.
either way I liked this piece a lot;
it was short, simple and almost painfully crystal clear.
the ending really got me too; so many people are almost unique.