A while back, a message board I participated on had a discussion of the words we humans like to use to define ourselves and each other. This was my response to the person who initiated the discussion:
Definition
we are all one word
one world
but maybe right now
that's too much
for us to know
too scary
too powerful
too intimate
so we need the labels
the boxes
the categories
to keep ourselves sorted out
we can pretend we are safe that way
we can pretend we have things under control
I can call myself
woman
writer
Buddhist
American
You can call yourself
man
gay
poet
who has a speech problem
just know those are labels
for us to use
they are not who we are
Kitty..you write beautiful poetry..like your haikus (which also have humor in them)...the poetry here has wisdom...I kept thinking of moving boxes labels..(ok in this box put the Gay man, tall, sensitive, co dependent dysfunctional, Italian, lonely, in search of...etc) and in that box..is well you get the idea..sort of like we carry with us packing slip labels as we go through life....I do that a lot...time to think out the label box:)
thanks for making me think and for reaching my heart..you always do in wonderous ways!
Michael....
Posted by: Michael | Tuesday, November 15, 2005 at 07:55 AM
Geez..my label (or parts of my label..sounds like a blip on a personal label/dating profile..yikes...ROFLMAO!
Michael..the Italian Gay Blade Label?
Posted by: Michael | Tuesday, November 15, 2005 at 07:56 AM