Friday, April 13, 2012

Knowledge Fail


Gravestone


Knowledge Fail



History is buried
in a shallow grave,
coffin
suspended 
on cords
of a half heard tune
hauling, hauling it up.

Reason critiques God.
Poetry critiques
Reason.

Such a lot
of writing, talking, thinking
Einstein and Abelard
Hawking and Kierkegard,
all to extrapolate
the darkness
and tell us
we can’t remember
what
any of it's
about.

April 2012








55 drops echoing in a vat of ignorance for the G-man

Header Image: Gravestone by Squeezyboy, on flick'r
Footer Image: Unsourced via google image and hopefully public domain

16 comments:

  1. Spooky! brain power - they say the longest journey is from the head to the heart;
    spirit and soul are where in relation to that ?

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  2. I love your 55 word poems - always amazed at what you can fit within the limit.

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  3. Where did you find that 'morans' photo? It's ace.

    Great 55.

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  4. Reason critiques God.
    Poetry critiques
    Reason

    ha. i like...and anyone that says they have all this figured out is a maron...in a perfect world i would give you two other words and let you repeat hauling it up complete...

    peace like a raging river this weekend hedge...smiles.

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  5. Love the way you think, Hedge. The pic at the end sums it all up perfectly.

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  6. Loved your very astute 55
    :-)
    Thanks for playing...You Rock!
    Have a Kick Ass Week-End

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  7. "Einstein and Abelard
    Hawking and Kierkegard"

    Love the way this flows!

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  8. an eternal ring around the rosie with the words of those with vision poking fingers into the darkness.

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  9. It's good to think, but even the most certain certainties should be taken with a grain of salt. What we don't forget, we misremember.

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  10. geez, this makes me wish I was a great cartoonist who could draw what this describes.

    Sorry to not be around lately. I've lost track of myself.

    Two things: Peace Like a River is now inside my head, too. And your profile occupation, while always a laugh for me, is impossible. No one who writes poetry like you do will ever decay, slowly or otherwise. ♥

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  11. Love this, especially that last line. Love the choice of the names, too, and their order. Perfect on my tongue. This is a great commentary on rhetoric. Wonderful.

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  12. I can't stand morans. Their stupid.

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    1. Your comment just cracked me up, Shay!!! Way to spell, girl.

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  13. "Reason critiques God.
    Poetry critiques
    Reason."

    brilliant! stunning 55, Joy!

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  14. Yes yes -- and aren't we all Charlie Brown trying to kick the ball Meaning held by Lucy the (insert philosopher scientist), finally connecting with the truth, only to find its a whole lot of nothing as we fall, once again, on our ass, Lucy tittering off in search of another theorem to shill us into trying all over again. What fools we are -- and how damn addicted we are to it, writing the next Gonna Kick That Suckah This Time poem ... Brendan

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  15. First, love your picture. Second, I am interpreting this in the way that i want too, me being someone who really doesn't pay much attention to, and gets incredibly frustrated with, (a) philosophy, and (b) cosmology. I just am not addicted to it! So, I'm taking this as a cry/howl/yip of irritation/rebellion about it all, and in that case I join in.

    If I've misinterpreted, sorry, but frankly, it's served me well enough to get it wrong then!

    Have a good day. k.

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'Poetry is an echo asking a shadow to dance' ~Carl Sandburg