April 11, 2011
Monday Poem
A particle accelerator in the US has shown compelling hints
of a never-before-seen particle, researchers say.
................................................. –BBC 4/7/2011
More Splintered Than Common Sense
Having heard hints
of a never-before-seen particle
my day becomes new;
the blue day is fractured further
What were small thoughts become
more pint-sized then the nonsense
of politicians: smaller even
than the bits of stained tile mosaic
under my feet beneath
a urinal
But I’m disappointed. I’m told
this is not the much-sought-after
Higgs boson that I’ve been chasing
my whole life, looking for it between
the pillows of my couch where I
often find keys and nickels or dimes.
Hope surged when I first heard the news;
but now, again, life seems to be shy
of something elemental, and yet my
tomatoes have just perked green
in several of my potting flats
their petite leaves pulling-in
light
Disappointment aside, scientists say
this hinted-at particle could be a
new force of nature —beyond sex and
maybe greater than greed? Who knows
what new element of nature they’ve
found hinted-at in their accelerator
in unexpected bumps in jets
of colliding particles which they
note while sipping Starbucks
as the white dust of a sugared torus
settles upon the lapels of their lab coats
and the micro-world simultaneously
fragments with the macro
into something even more splintered
than common sense
by Jim Culleny,
© 4/9/2011
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Comments
particles do not exist
I /see /the flowers/ =
rishi /chandas /devata
verbal language has been been an absolete environment for some time now Jim
it is only being replayed by the android meme
the memory of nature resonates in the hollowness of the seed
consciousness always refers to itself, because it want's to know itself
Posted by: maurice | Apr 11, 2011 5:36:50 AM
"life seems to be shy
of something elemental"
there's an entire dissertation there somewhere.
a great admirer. I have the disturbing suspicion that you write poems like this every day. can that be true? if so, i would like to meet your muse. she must be awesome.
Posted by: tom | Apr 11, 2011 11:23:48 AM
This is a delicious as ice cream liberally sprinkled with sea salt.
Posted by: Nathan | Apr 11, 2011 2:06:42 PM
Tom-
My muse is as erratic as my income and often has bad hair days.
Posted by: jim | Apr 11, 2011 3:35:08 PM
Genius, Jim!
Posted by: Abbas Raza | Apr 12, 2011 2:41:18 AM
Abbas,
That and and four bucks will get me a sugared torus and plain Colombian at Starbucks ... ;-/
Posted by: jim | Apr 12, 2011 7:29:26 AM
... life seems to be shy
of something elemental, and yet my
tomatoes have just perked green ...
love it.
Evert
Posted by: Evert Cilliers | Apr 12, 2011 10:07:52 AM
This is wonderful, Jim. So when are you going to put all your poems in a book? Haven't you enough by now? It's easy to publish books on university presses. I'll be your first customer!
I too really like what Evert quoted above. Besides intepreting the poem as one will re metaphor, it was apropos to celebration of manned space flight yesterday...seeking the elusive but yet tomato plants are comforting. That's how I felt those lines.
Posted by: Wulfstan | Apr 12, 2011 11:14:22 AM
Hi Jim,
I will be #2 in line after Wulfstan if you decide to publish a collection. For me, your poems always make common (and uncommon) sense. I think I have said that before. This one puts things in exquisite perspective. Keep on trucking.
Posted by: Ruchira | Apr 12, 2011 7:33:26 PM
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