(And here the faithful waver, the faithless fable and miss). (Gerard Manley Hopkins)
Sitting down, today,
to write straight out, unthinking …
I couldn’t finish.
Funny, isn’t it,
how easy it is sometimes …
no trouble at all.
The Hopkins line — from his wonderful poem, The Wreck of the Deutschland (1918) — came to mind, earlier today, as I sat staring at the haiku I couldn’t complete:
teeters, trembles, topples, falls …
There are games we have no possibility of winning … but we still enjoy to play, don’t we?