Your teeth break
on the body’s grief.
Pain unjoints you, strips
your bones and cracks your ribs.
Loneliness, with its ocean cold,
rides your tides.
You have learned how to suffer.
Your mind, once a pearled matrix,
splits open.
Your ruptured thoughts nova,
collapse like a dark star.
What remains compresses you into
a shrunken space.
Dreams do not protect you.
You have learned how to suffer.
You’d like to ride away on light
from the Big Bang
but gravity bends you back.
No longer a particle floating
on wavelengths,
you are a twist of string,
a filament.
Devolved, a one-dimensional
member
of pain’s empire,
you’ve become a theory.
*A unified theory of the universe wherein the smallest particles of nature
are thought to be theoretical filaments called strings.
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WELCOME MARK ~ Thanks for your first Poem. It takes a dedicated Man to post ~ not on Easter Bunnies or Cats (see our Poem) but on STRINGTHEORY ! I am a Chemist so I could follow the gist of your elegant Poem. STRING THEORY ~ as I undestand it ~ is an attempt to bring thefundemental forces of Gravity ~ Electromagnetism & Nuclear Forces into one Unified Field Theory. It sought to resolve the conflict between Classical Physics and Quantum Physics. The concluion is that everthing in the known Universe (and other Universes if they exist) are Universly linked by STRINGS ! Planet Earth ~ once thought to be the Centre of the Universe ~ is reduced to a Cosmic YO YO !
This year is the International Year (150th Aniversary) of the Periodic Table. In 1869 the 60 known Elements were no longer free entities but unified and linked into families in Mendeleevs Periodic Table. GOLD (88) lost its nobility and it had to sit just three places away from LEAD (92). And later in 1932 Gold & Lead were shown to be composed of the same fundemental particles Protons : Electrons : Neutrons. The alchemists were right ~ you can knock four Protons out of Lead and transmute it into Gold but it costs more than the Gold is worth !
Thanks for sharing
Yours BRIAN & ANGELA.
(Angela is a Physiotherapist & My Fiancee)
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