Smidgens
We’re measuring distant planets
By the flutter of their stars
By the flicker of the light
That lies
Next to their circumference
Abstracting them down
Into analyzation
Bringing them up to surface
Through <code> </code>
To words, pictures, and meanings
To read them aloud and aloof
To write them as extensible language
Copy and paste our findings
Upon the script
Of our own atmosphere
Marked up upon our own globe
Which sits conveniently
Within grasp for a spin
On the table in the study
Next to the books
Where blue whirls by
With a few rearranging squares
Rectangles, lakes and islands
Fighting for eye contact
We keep our fingertips, lightly
Upon the smooth cold metal surface
Enjoying the texture
As it twists
Through our touch
(image. An unfinished project)
I imagine that that what our world looks like to God. The blue, whizzing by with his finger on a stopping point. Well done.
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What a creative and imaginative poem! Well done! Thanks! 🙂
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great ..i liked the way u write @Elan Mudrow
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Thanks so much.
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It’s a great poem! The last two stanzas are definitely my favourite though.
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Beautiful first verse filled with sense images. After that my imagination felt squashed by the scientific sort of things. You are
an amazing poet.
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Thanks so much Kate!
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That’s brilliant! I really love the transition from the abstract, the inference of planets from astronomical data, to the concrete and personal at the end. Really beautiful.
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Thanks Cindy!
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the words and pic together are so moving!
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Thanks Michael.
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The photo is an amazing work. I found myself just staring at it for a good long time. And the search for Goldilocks goes on…
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