Poetry,
a reconciliation of opposites
—awakening the dream
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)
Your Voice Explodes
Listen your way out of the problem,
when language goes awry
Each word that’s heard, a fuse unlit,
whose primer never lies
To think the pieces wholly,
as new structure comes in view
With time and space in servitude
—your voice explodes anew
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)
A Losing Game
If lights great speed
is but a myth
And darkness not empty
as it seems
What’s true then false,
what’s false conscripts
Our need to know
—a cursed dream
Has discovery
made us better
Have our souls
or spirits changed
As logic brags
with ethics blurred
To win
—a losing game
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)
Counting Stopped
Truth lies beyond computation,
perception aware of itself
Its ability beyond the last measure
—of all theory and data unfelt
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)
Inside—Out
Can there be a top
without a bottom
A beginning
without an end
A middle
without two flanking sides
Reality
without pretend
Can you stop
what’s never started
Can you die
before you live
Can you see the truth
without the lie
Can you change
—what’s never been
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)
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I really enjoyed your poem. It's such a beautiful way to think about poetry "-- a reconciliation of opposites —awakening the dream". According to the Romantic poets, the aim of the creative power of the imagination was to reconcile opposites. You express this beautifully in the poem (What’s true then false, / what’s false conscripts). It made me think that there is such a thin line between truth and falsehood. But walking this thin line makes it all the more worth it because as you say "Truth lies beyond computation, / perception aware of itself". Thank you so much for the poem.
Hi Jo: I'm empowered by your very thoughtful comments.
Thanks so much.
Kurt
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