feelings about plans
Have you ever written something in first person point of view for the sake of art that you aren’t entirely convinced is true or within your own beliefs?
I ask because I don’t really believe what I wrote in the above haiku and only did so to achieve the opposites aspect of it. Written in the past tense, it states that my joy about our plans to at last recover our polytunnel were dashed away by an unexpected puff of wind.
I know that isn’t going to happen though. The thought had never even crossed my mind.
As a believer in the Law of Attraction, I was hesitant to pen the words, but it just worked so well. I’m too positive a person to worry that our plans might literally be blown away into orbit.
Is there a line that shouldn’t be crossed for the sake of art– perhaps one of moral integrity? Can form truly be separated from content? Should art stand alone, separate from religion, politics, and humanity? Is it even possible for art to exist in a separate realm from life’s other matters? These thoughts are lingering in my mind as I debate printing something, as trivial as it is, that I don’t truly mean.