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December 15th 2007 05:31
After Reading a Child's Guide to Modern Physics
by W. H. Auden
If all a top physicist knows
About the Truth be true,
Then, for all the so-and-so's,
Futility and grime,
Our common world contains,
We have a better time
Than the Greater Nebulae do,
Or the atoms in our brains.
Marriage is rarely bliss
But, surely it would be worse
As particles to pelt
At thousands of miles per sec
About a universe
Wherein a lover's kiss
Would either not be felt
Or break the loved one's neck.
Though the face at which I stare
While shaving it be cruel
For, year after year, it repels
An ageing suitor, it has,
Thank God, sufficient mass
To be altogether there,
Not an indeterminate gruel
Which is partly somewhere else.
Our eyes prefer to suppose
That a habitable place
Has a geocentric view,
That architects enclose
A quiet Euclidian space:
Exploded myths - but who
Could feel at home astraddle
An ever expanding saddle?
This passion of our kind
For the process of finding out
Is a fact one can hardly doubt,
But I would rejoice in it more
If I knew more clearly what
We wanted the knowledge for,
Felt certain still that the mind
Is free to know or not.
It has chosen once, it seems,
And whether our concern
For magnitude's extremes
Really become a creature
Who comes in a median size,
Or politicizing Nature
Be altogether wise,
Is something we shall learn.
The science of life is distilled,
Fact and truth are finite,
Indefinable enigmas of the universe,
Unexplainable belief forms ever expanding reality.
Union of mutual experience,
Inevitable failures harbour doubt,
A vacuum fusion of molecules,
Love collides physical matter,
Spiritual bonds intangible remain.
Observations of self, self aware, self critical
An aged husk, corrupted volume and polluted soul.
Being affirmed through physical existence of flesh,
Hail the science of discovery.
Tunnel vision of singular perspective,
Personal microcosm represents the globe.
Religion abandoned for vacant evidence of spirituality,
The unanswerable riddles remain.
by W. H. Auden
W H Auden (1907-1973)
If all a top physicist knows
About the Truth be true,
Then, for all the so-and-so's,
Futility and grime,
Our common world contains,
We have a better time
Than the Greater Nebulae do,
Or the atoms in our brains.
Marriage is rarely bliss
But, surely it would be worse
As particles to pelt
At thousands of miles per sec
About a universe
Wherein a lover's kiss
Would either not be felt
Or break the loved one's neck.
Though the face at which I stare
While shaving it be cruel
For, year after year, it repels
An ageing suitor, it has,
Thank God, sufficient mass
To be altogether there,
Not an indeterminate gruel
Which is partly somewhere else.
Our eyes prefer to suppose
That a habitable place
Has a geocentric view,
That architects enclose
A quiet Euclidian space:
Exploded myths - but who
Could feel at home astraddle
An ever expanding saddle?
This passion of our kind
For the process of finding out
Is a fact one can hardly doubt,
But I would rejoice in it more
If I knew more clearly what
We wanted the knowledge for,
Felt certain still that the mind
Is free to know or not.
It has chosen once, it seems,
And whether our concern
For magnitude's extremes
Really become a creature
Who comes in a median size,
Or politicizing Nature
Be altogether wise,
Is something we shall learn.
Review in Poem by Dexter
The science of life is distilled,
Fact and truth are finite,
Indefinable enigmas of the universe,
Unexplainable belief forms ever expanding reality.
Union of mutual experience,
Inevitable failures harbour doubt,
A vacuum fusion of molecules,
Love collides physical matter,
Spiritual bonds intangible remain.
Observations of self, self aware, self critical
An aged husk, corrupted volume and polluted soul.
Being affirmed through physical existence of flesh,
Hail the science of discovery.
Tunnel vision of singular perspective,
Personal microcosm represents the globe.
Religion abandoned for vacant evidence of spirituality,
The unanswerable riddles remain.
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Comment by Lilla
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What a great comfort and find these pages are, when all of orble seems hell bent on brawling or worryaing about celebrities...
While shaving it be cruel
For, year after year, it repels
An ageing suitor, it has,
Thank God, sufficient mass
To be altogether there,
Not an indeterminate gruel
Which is partly somewhere else.
HAHAHAHA oh this is classic! ... I cannot stop laughing!
For the process of finding out
Is a fact one can hardly doubt,
But I would rejoice in it more
If I knew more clearly what
We wanted the knowledge for,
Felt certain still that the mind
Is free to know or not.
His wisdom here, leaves me breathless.
Thanks (again),
Lilla ...