09-18-2014, 01:09 AM
Tom,
I question your use of "sublime" and think instead it should be "sublimate".
"That simple trick of gravity combined with heat, spontaneous and without god"
Even if I agree with you, you merely make a statement without supporting evidence, here you are pedantic as much as the fundamentalist you detest. It is a trap of science and especially of scientist who fall into this haughtiness of correctness.
"At best we say that we pass through, like current through a copper wire;
except, of course, electron flow is by that very path confined."
Predestination?
"the hands that hook us, dangling over fate’s senescence"
Almost a paraphrase of Edward's "An angry God".
"Who made this plan, this rum re-cycle…building us with such poor glue?"
Mixing in a little hubris aren't we. what makes the particulars of mankind so important. I look at the galaxy and note the millions of stars, and then the universe filled with billions of galaxies, which my ego will not let me grasp in its entirety, and understand that a bug smashed under a thumb has as much significance as a single human life, or even the entire history of the human race. Science answers all questions. "From where comes man...chance."
I have no poetic problems with this poem, except it is reduced to strictly the intellectual level, and stirs nothing in the reader to care about, so in that sense maybe it proved its purpose.
Dale
I question your use of "sublime" and think instead it should be "sublimate".
"That simple trick of gravity combined with heat, spontaneous and without god"
Even if I agree with you, you merely make a statement without supporting evidence, here you are pedantic as much as the fundamentalist you detest. It is a trap of science and especially of scientist who fall into this haughtiness of correctness.
"At best we say that we pass through, like current through a copper wire;
except, of course, electron flow is by that very path confined."
Predestination?
"the hands that hook us, dangling over fate’s senescence"
Almost a paraphrase of Edward's "An angry God".
"Who made this plan, this rum re-cycle…building us with such poor glue?"
Mixing in a little hubris aren't we. what makes the particulars of mankind so important. I look at the galaxy and note the millions of stars, and then the universe filled with billions of galaxies, which my ego will not let me grasp in its entirety, and understand that a bug smashed under a thumb has as much significance as a single human life, or even the entire history of the human race. Science answers all questions. "From where comes man...chance."
I have no poetic problems with this poem, except it is reduced to strictly the intellectual level, and stirs nothing in the reader to care about, so in that sense maybe it proved its purpose.
Dale
How long after picking up the brush, the first masterpiece?
The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.
The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.