dr_con Posted December 22, 2016 Share Posted December 22, 2016 Winter Solstice 2016 I stopped writing poetry putting pen to paper finger tip to board I’m still living it How could I not Science cannot calculate the amounts of atmosphere DNA warmth from hearths and shelters microflora and microfauna survivor’s epigenetics the worlds lost when victims sank beneath the peat or lay in shuddered piles upon the ground we have taken into the Longest Night the dark that never gets short We all spiral here Passing our whole lives in the frigid embrace the Dark Mother our satellites and rockets huddle close for safety occasionally Bold Children Break Away only to be swallowed too far from winter fires to find their way back to community and collections a calculus filled with apocalypse End Time Teleologies scientific prayers of purpose rather than cause calling for an end Why this environment? Why something rather than nothing? Why suffer? Why Think? Why? And again Why? Only poets answer Thus and thus and thus! Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dcmarti1 Posted December 24, 2016 Share Posted December 24, 2016 Wow! This: the dark that never gets short And this: Bold Children Break Away Only poets, indeed. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
David W. Parsley Posted January 8, 2017 Share Posted January 8, 2017 Hi doc, you sucker punched me with this one - not the way I thought it was headed when I started it. Beneath the lines of questioning and doubt, beneath the occasional touch of hope tinged with irony, is a stream of something akin to accusation somewhat like the Ghost of Christmas Present raising his robe to reveal the huddled children of Want and Ignorance. Methinks the hand of Dickens stirs the pot of science and metaphysical crisis here. And just a touch of what makes Christmas always bear the mark of mystery through the cheer. Thank You (I think), - Dave Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted March 6, 2017 Share Posted March 6, 2017 This poem is no less amazing than the body of all human knowledge: it fits right in. I am amazed by science, technology, infrastructure, calculations/mathematics, medicine, literature/poetry, and so forth. Still, I think it arrogant of mankind, on its own, through science or religion, to ever expect to explain life, much less everything in the universe. It's no different than me trying to explain the smallest detail about a computer to a dog. I could talk about the computer for every waking hour of the dog's lifetime, but it will never understand. It's brain is only so big. Is there more than brain size to a human's capacity to understand? I believe there is. If I remember correctly, it says somewhere in the Christian bible that in the end all will be revealed. Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
David W. Parsley Posted July 9, 2017 Share Posted July 9, 2017 Tony, that is a whopper of a response to a whopper of a poem! Viva The Opus! - Dave Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dr_con Posted July 9, 2017 Author Share Posted July 9, 2017 Yes, indeed thanks All. Beautiful responses. I'd almost forgotten I'd written this;-) Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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