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To feel
waves
must crash
if they thirst for the shore;
they must trip stones smooth,
burst jagged hands,
pierce the stretch strain
of speckled beanskins
learning the ground.

The walker must trip.

2003,
after Las Vegas, Death Valley and Flagstaff, USA

“Knowledge” appears in Shining in Brightness (2013), my first book of poetry.

It is one of the self-identified process poems that were included as snapshots of my period of adolescent whimsy. They are the very sort of poems a creative writing seminar tutor or professor would probably rip to shreds and ban one from showing to the world. In defiance, I have posted “Knowledge” for you here. I have also posted it because it came to mind while I was preparing Thursday’s post. This is a fresh poem that mentions a trip of a different sort, but also touches on the themes of time and process.

Please do return and read “Time tripped”, the new poem which is scheduled for Thursday.

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Hark! Hark!

The swirling spheres in proclamation

jangled silver bells.

The whole kerfuffle woke the stars and the

Light of more silver bright to

Magnify that

 

We

 

We humans all

Understand

 

Understand, understood, know

The planets, the universe,

All there is

To understand and know.

All of everything.

 

the planets therefore

understood above all

of the universe

since we all

understood (finally, absolutely)

all there is

 

We humans know all

all of

therefore,

all of today,

all of the universe, the planets, understanding,

knowledge,

light,

years,

everything.

I heard on the radio this morning that it is World Space Week. I am often overwhelmed by the enormity and intricacies of the greater universe. Will humans ever really understand it all? Do we really need to? I imagine, loosely, a poetic press conference on the day full knowledge of all is announced.

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