Thursday, January 18, 2007

Some Say In Ice

From what I hear, when your world falls apart, it sometimes looks like a glass chandelier crashing in slow motion to a cold marble floor—every hard, delicate piece following the same line downwards, striking, and breaking.

I also hear it can sometimes look like a slab of ice loosened from the roof of a speeding vehicle—one moment tenaciously grasping, the next moment free and flying spectacular summersaults, but following again an inevitable trajectory to the pavement and shattering destruction.

In any case it seems always that something crystalline is involved and destroyed, order reduced suddenly to entropy, the years of energy saved suddenly released into fragments that still glint and gleam but are nothing.

3 Comments:

Blogger SEAMONKEY said...

I hold with those who favor fire.

1/18/07, 3:35 PM  
Blogger DrivingMissMolly said...

I think the opposite is true. You hear nothing. Your heart bottoms out. Your stomach twists. Your lips get dry. Nothing else exists but your pain and the world, YOUR world stops but everything else keeps going in a meaningless whir. You want to scream but you can't.

Lily

1/23/07, 8:59 PM  
Blogger DrivingMissMolly said...

Upon further consideration I can kind of agree. The other day when I thought of my divorce and losing my house I imagined dishes shattering on the floor, like the shattering of my home life.

The silence I refered to above was when I got the news my mom had fallen and was nearly brain dead. My husband and I were on a cruise...

Lily

1/25/07, 2:03 PM  

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