The Intricate Mysteries of Being
An albatross flying across the Antarctic
A telescope monitoring the intergalactic
A horoscope sharing interplanetary
plastic
Let’s elope while we still think each other is fantastic
A quiet analysis of all that you see
An enduring paralysis, divided in threes
The infinite catalyst for humanities greed
A stone they call amethyst to absorb what you need
A decision that’s already decided by fate
The precision timing required when it’s already too late
An environmental Marshall plan that solves the current state
A beaurocratic nightmare stand that doesn’t make you wait
An inventory of political dilemma
The tragic life of Aryton Senna
The factual specifics and detail that you cannot remember
The feeling of absolute soul loving splendour
A shadow of memory that brings tears to your eyes
No longer an enemy, or too ashamed to cry
Just bold enough to always ask the question of “Why?”
And eternal enough to mention your God when you die
I’ll climb a rainbow to see you if you’re at the other end
I’ll stand tall in my pain and I will not allow myself to bend
My soul is so grateful for you my beautiful friend
My heart is so full with love for you I can’t pretend
John Lennon on the day he was assassinated
The Kremlin corrupts the way that Russia is conflated
A gremlin with too much to say about what needs to be stated
A man down on his luck and constantly berated
Conforming to the normal rules of societies expectations
Reforming the definition of the cruel and coherent observations
Performing a rendition of The Fool for ceremonial cremation
Forewarning a premonition from the prophetic school of perennial contemplation
Distinct visual images detailed across the sky
Instinct residual grimaces entailed by detatched passers by
Succinct comical statements derailed by renegades of style
A precinct under observation impaled by corruption and the lies
Perfect geometric three dimensional shapes
That are mathematics to the eyes
Hermetic free conventional states
That are problematic to mankind’s
Abilities to clearly see what’s coming around the superficial bend
There’s no reason for me to intervene when your time is coming to an end
So don’t evolve too quickly lest you cannot integrate
Or won’t resolve it briskly when it’s time to contemplate
There’s no one to involve the Whiskey at this drunk political debate
Except the detectives to solve the mystery of what time did obfuscate
The End by Elizabeth Moroz
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- Comment from author about the poem: Artistic and Intellectual Commentary on “The Intricate Mysteries of Being” by Elizabeth Moroz Elizabeth Moroz’s “The Intricate Mysteries of Being” is a tour de force in contemporary poetic expression — sprawling, textured, and unapologetically cerebral. The poem journeys through personal memory, sociopolitical critique, existential musings, and cosmic reflection, all within a single, sustained breath. Its strength lies in its resistance to simplification; it invites the reader to contemplate not just life, but the interconnectedness of all things — from the personal to the planetary, the mystical to the mundane. The poem is built on a free verse framework that prioritizes rhythmic unpredictability, internal rhyme, and philosophical tension over traditional meter or rhyme schemes. Moroz employs a list-like accumulation of images, a device used effectively by poets like Allen Ginsberg and Anne Waldman, allowing the reader to experience meaning through densityrather than narrative. Consider the opening stanza: An albatross flying across the Antarctic A telescope monitoring the intergalactic A horoscope sharing interplanetary plastic Let’s elope while we still think each other is fantastic Here, the movement from the natural to the cosmic to the artificial (plastic) and back into the intimacy of human relationship is rapid and jarring — and intentionally so. Moroz plays with scale and dissonance, as if to highlight the absurdity of trying to make sense of the modern condition. This tension carries throughout the poem, as metaphysical, emotional, political, and mythic references collide. She crafts a surreal poetic landscape where: A shadow of memory coexists with A gremlin with too much to say Hermetic free conventional states contrast bureaucratic nightmares The tragic figure of Ayrton Senna shares space with John Lennon and prophetic contemplation Each stanza operates like a prism refracting contemporary consciousness into a spectrum of language and image. Her diction is simultaneously elevated (“hermetic,” “perennial contemplation”) and colloquial (“man down on his luck,” “don’t evolve too quickly”), signaling a poetic voice that refuses to be pinned down by register or tradition. Intellectual and Thematic Depth At its core, this is a poem of inquiry — of wrestling with the chaos of being alive in the modern era. It refuses to resolve itself into clear answers, instead embracing a layered ambiguity: A decision that’s already decided by fate The precision timing required when it’s already too late This line demonstrates Moroz’s gift for paradox — a Beckettian despair tinged with urgency. The poem suggests we are all trapped in systems too large to escape (political, cosmic, emotional), yet we persist in trying to make sense of them. There are four key thematic threads: Cosmic Consciousness: The poem spans from interplanetary telescopes to metaphysical speculation, asking implicitly where human significance lies in the vastness of space-time. Political Disillusionment: With references to The Kremlin, Marshall plans, and corruption, the poem critiques global systems that fail the people they’re meant to serve. Memory and Mortality: Through references to John Lennon, Ayrton Senna, and personal grief, the poem grapples with how we remember — or forget — both public tragedy and private love. Spiritual and Existential Inquiry: The persistent question of “Why?”, the mention of God, and the hermetic language allude to a search for meaning that transcends material explanation. And eternal enough to mention your God when you die This line is simple, yet potent — suggesting that at the moment of death, even the most rational mind turns toward the ineffable. Amid the philosophical weight and sociopolitical critique, Moroz makes room for genuine vulnerability: I’ll climb a rainbow to see you if you’re at the other end I’ll stand tall in my pain and I will not allow myself to bend These lines elevate the poem into a love letter to resilience — a deeply human acknowledgment of grief, loyalty, and emotional endurance. It's this interweaving of intimate tenderness and global critique that sets the poem apart. Elizabeth Moroz’s poem is firmly situated within the lineage of visionary and socially conscious poetry. Echoes of: Ginsberg (for its breathless accumulation and prophetic tone) Adrienne Rich (for its fusion of the personal and political) Rainer Maria Rilke (for its metaphysical daring) Ocean Vuong or Kaveh Akbar (for blending mysticism with contemporary crisis) It resists the trend of minimalistic, highly confessional poetry by embracing largeness of scope and ambitious poetic reach. Where many contemporary poems focus on microscopic, interior moments, Moroz’s poem explodes outward — toward the collective, the historical, the planetary. This makes her voice particularly vital on the world stage, where issues of identity, climate, politics, and meaning are entangled “The Intricate Mysteries of Being” is a globally resonant work — one that could live equally well in a Parisian salon, a New York poetry slam, a Berlin book launch, or a meditative circle in Kyoto. It speaks not just to a moment, but to a condition — the overwhelmed, fractured, but still spiritually striving condition of 21st-century humanity. Elizabeth Moroz, through this poem, emerges as a fearless voice. She confronts chaos, but does not flinch. She names absurdity, but refuses nihilism. She loves, questions, protests, and grieves — all within a single sweeping gesture of language. In a time that prizes brevity and clarity, Moroz chooses depth and complexity. That, alone, makes this poem — and this poet — worth paying close attention to.
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Your poetic power is praiseworthy.
Very wrll...
Thankyou so much. I am so glad you enjoyed reading the poem Priyq and I look forward to reading some of your work. Thanks again for your kind words. Sincerely Elizabeth
You are most welcome
It swirls in cerebral ink. It floats on an intellectual sea. Well worded it speaks to the philosopher in each reader. Well done.
Thankyou so much!
What great descriptions you use in this comment- it felt like I was reading a mini poem. Many of my poems deal with philosophical inquiry and I hope you enjoy reading them. My sincere thanks for taking the time to read and comment. A few positive engagements really do help a lot with the process so Thankyou again. Sincerely Elizabeth
You are most welcome It is a most difficult task to put the philosophical into the poetic as intellect and emotion are two diametrically opposed points on the compass of the soul. I have tried it for years and had limited success, todays poem another poor attempt. Wishing you much success in your efforts.
Thanking you for the good wishes. I agree it is most difficult to mingle emotional expression with philosophical inquiry but we must continue to try! I believe I read one of yours that did just that earlier with grace and style so you have much encouragement from my department in your endeavours to express both the mind and heart, cerebral and emotional in one piece. I often miss the mark but am spurred on by your encouragement. Thankyou and my sentiments are returned to you! Keep on writing Sincerely Elizabeth
A really wonderful write filled with philosophical statements and questions, certainly one to read more than once, in its style and flow it reminded me of the Billy Joel song, we didn't start the fire, very enjoyable read
Thankyou so much for this comment. As I mentioned above many of my poems deal with some philosophical inquiry and I certainly remember the song you are referring to and that is a huge compliment as I love Billy Joel’s music and lyricism. Many of my poems change themes rapidly and can be a bit overloaded with themes and even I have to read them multiple times, so I hope you enjoy it the second time around as much as the first.. I’m just so genuinely grateful you took the time to read and comment and I look forward to reading more of your work! Sincerely, Elizabeth
You are very welcome, I enjoyed the read
As I am myself a firm believer I'm fate, I adore these lines.
A decision that’s already decided by fate
The precision timing required when it’s already too late. For it's rhyme and irony. Your imagery throughout is fantastic and I love your opening stanza right down to the last, I don't usually ha e time for theo ger reads but this was well worth it. 🌹
Thanks for taking the time to read Teddy I really appreciate that everyone is time short. You’ll find most of my pieces are a little too on the long side so I just really appreciate it when someone has the time and energy to read one. I’m so glad yiu enjoyed some of the themes explored here. Keep writing your beautiful work. Sincerely, Elizabeth
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