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No Better Time


JoelJosol

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It was a matter of bad timing.

Einstein asserted enough about spaces

and for you it meant no vacancy.

 

Death happens here regularly.

In this vacuum, the sound of agony

has no listeners.

 

In a purposeless universe,

disappearances are just too far

away from us,

 

like nebulas signing off

above our night sky beyond

my span of attention

 

as your dust is dispersed

in this air, demonstrating Einstein,

his physical laws.

 

There is no better time for gravity

to bring you back to me.

 

*** My first post in our new forum!

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"Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach

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goldenlangur

Hi JoelJosol,

 

 

How well you express that the questions of life, death and relationship are beyond the ken of even the greatest scientific thinkers and calculations:

 

 

....as your dust is dispersed

in this air, demonstrating Einstein,

his physical laws.

 

There is no better time for gravity

to bring you back to me.

 

Certainly no scientific equation can calibrate the pain, disappointment or anguish of such experience.

 

 

 

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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Frank E Gibbard

I like analogy in a poem and you weave your science parallel in well in this reflection on mortality Joel cleverly - Frank.

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Joel, I agree with Goldenlangur and I did notice the good connection between the subjects.

 

I loved this part:

 

There is no better time for gravity

to bring you back to me.

 

... sounds perfect.

 

 

Aleksandra

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

History of Macedonia

 

 

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I love it, Joel, especially here:

 

like nebulas signing off

above our night sky beyond

my span of attention ...

As your dust is dispersed/in this air evokes such a feeling of "left behind."

 

Tony

Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic

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Thanks, Tony. Death always bring that realization. By the way, I wrote this for our golden cat killed by a good-for-nothing truck driver and left him dying in his blood, bones crushed.

"Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach

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Ah, Joel, sorry about your cat. I know from experience that the loss of a beloved pet can be devastating.

 

Tony

Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic

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