TOUCH OF LIFE (Part 1): An affirmation of the value of touch IMAGE: A young Asian woman wearing a gray hat multiplied inside the letter "M" with hints of cracked asphalt and fire Learn to touch others like wind touching pine trees – trusting your intuition & capacity to perceive Touch is a sacrament – a sharing of primal needs The air touches us with each breath & earth touches the soles of our feet The stars touch us constantly with their radiance & every moment we are embraced by forces unseen Cindy: Look at this art work closely. Does it remind you of life or death? Don: (laughing) They’re both sides of the same coin – connected inextricably. Cindy: (munching on a bagel) Fair enough, but why write crap like this? Aiko: Yeah, for those who really touch others deeply, what's the need for poetry? Bai-Luo: (scoffing down a dry Chardonnay) Does it matter? Every poem is a skeleton in some sense but the graveyards of literature are worth examining. ===================================================================================== from _Love Poems: Nonsense from the Heart_ SUMMARY: An image of a woman in cracked stone, a sensual love poem about human touch, and conversation about delightful absurdity. KEYWORDS: healing touch, tactile therapy, sacred touch, love poem Author: T Newfields [Nitta Hirou / Huáng Yuèwǔ] (b. 1955) Begun: 1993 in Shizuoka, Japan / Finished: 2020 in Shizuoka, Japan Creative Commons License: Attribution. {{CC-BY-4.0}} Granted < LAST https://www.tnewfields.info/LovePoemz/night.htm TOC https://www.tnewfields.info/LovePoemz/index.html NEXT > https://www.tnewfields.info/LovePoemz/touchof2.htm TRANSLATIONS DEUTSCH https://www.tnewfields.info/de/behr1.htm ESPAÑOL https://www.tnewfields.info/es/mejor.htm FRANÇAIS https://www.tnewfields.info/fr/cv.htm NIHONGO https://www.tnewfields.info/jp/fureai.htm