that we must incorporate in a writing piece.
The words this week are:
habits, create, however, virtue, regard, gap,
cycle, undoing, lessen, choice, gathering, suffering
In a week where Australia has been found to be hacking
the Indonesian president's wife's phone, this seemed topical.
But spying, of course, comes in many guises.
The Observer.
Please, please
Don’t call it spying.
Call it
Information gathering
And regard it
As a virtue,
As a choice we make
To know our neighbours,
As ourselves.
Cycling
Finely,
Intimately,
Through their thoughts
Quietly,
Secretly,
On the side,
Is one of those habits
That is hard to stop
That is hard to drop
And it’s good for us to know...
We rationalize.
However
One man’s virtue
Can be another man’s
Undoing;
Attempts to lessen
Misunderstanding
To reduce the gap,
As it were,
Between what is said
And what is meant
Can lead to suffering
If what you learn,
The truth of the matter,
Hurts.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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Spying. "Gathering market research." I worry that this is the pastime of the insecure, the seekers of ghosts where there are none.
ReplyDeleteWhat if the truth hurts? You wanted to know; you took the risk, for good or ill. Most of it is, instead, insignificant minutiae. Voltaire was right: "Il faut ciltiver notre jardain."
Peace and joy!
But the other garden's weeds are so much more interesting!
DeleteAnd we never have to rationalise 'good' behaviour.
ReplyDeletePeople can rationalize anything when they need to. I didn't know about the hacking of the Indonesian President's wife. Will have to look that up to see what was discovered!
ReplyDeleteHa! I remember a neighbor across the street when I was young. The curtain was permanently askew because of her peering out to see what everyone else was doing up and down the block!
ReplyDeleteSpying on other people is a despicable habit no matter how it is rationalized. It is a sickness of the mind.
ReplyDeleteWe rationalise that's for sure..i am losing faith in ever having a private moment again..and i'm president of nothing..
ReplyDeleteha. truth does hurt...or can..i dont know that we travel in truth too often...we are too concerned with how the other person feels to be completely honest with them...which makes it hard to know reality when no one tells the truth...
ReplyDelete"Information gathering" - made me laugh, although it is a serious subject.
ReplyDeleteMy grandmother was a great one for watching what the neighbors were up to....and it probably was a good thing...but I didn't like her to do it...
ReplyDeletesince even our yahoo or google accounts are perhaps hacked randomly, I guess we are in the same boat, more or less.
ReplyDeletePrivacy is becoming obsolete in this technological age...very clever usage of the words for your poem!
ReplyDeleteWhat clever euphemisms are trotted out when discovered. The eavesdropper never hears anything good about him/herself.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
Technology has left no secrets for us...Very well portrayed...
ReplyDeletelet him grab the world
The truth can hurt . . . sometimes we are better not knowing.
ReplyDeleteInteresting read. I like the impact of the closing lines.
ReplyDeleteVoyeurs often get more than they bargained for. There is never an easy explanation for what happens at the house next door. Your ending is perfect, spot on. This is a great write, Cos. Incidentally, I've named a character in my ongoing collection of short stories for you... except the person's full name is Cosmic!
ReplyDeleteSorry I've been absent lately... depression, yikes, back now! Thanks for a great piece. Amy
Is you life more interesting than mine? I think not, so I don't spy, however I do observe. As writers we must otherwise how can we write? Just don't get caught!
ReplyDeleteThe present Australian government showed it's ineptness by not having a private conversation with the Indonesians and offering to share information. They might learn the lesson one day somehow but somehow...I think not!
Sometimes it's cute...I remember those grandmas leaned forward on the pillows in the open windows 'gathering information', the bench by the entrance filled with 'long ear' and 'big eye'...seems nothing changes in this wild wild world...
ReplyDeleteClever write--it feels very hush-hush
ReplyDeleteFor some reason I got the image in my brain of a photograph of a clandestine meeting between a man and woman and the photograph is in the hand of a spouse...not pictured. Yikes! Maybe I watch too many movies. Nicely done J Cosmo. My grandmother used to say, "the truth hurts", but it always sounded malicious coming form her.
ReplyDelete:-)
ReplyDeleteZQ
I think it is called trawling on the internet..where trolls try to get a profile on a person...they have buckleys with most poets whose poems if taken as reality would
ReplyDeleteclassify them as schizophrenics LOL
I don't know any poets with multiple personalities. :-(
DeleteHow would you know if you did?
DeleteOf course, once you know someone's listening you can start putting out disinformation. The Oz hackers shold have been suspicious when Mrs Yunoyono changed her hold music to 'We're happy little Vegemites'.
DeleteI'd know because they would argue with themselves.
DeleteWe'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
DeleteWonderful poem, and so timely.
ReplyDeleteJ, the last stanza is super and so true.
ReplyDeletePamela