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Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Preposterous Analogies Drawn From Late Night Reflections On Gravity


©  2012 Steve King
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The highest laws notwithstanding...
there are things 
that accelerate to vacuum,
hurtling straight through complex time and space
across the undisplaced fabric
of infinite emptiness—
unbalanced quanta at the helm,
terminal velocity,
scanning for some fixed horizon,
tumbling to a missing point of mass—
ah…these vectors of surplus desire!

Each habit of affinity
instills a mad sense of place,
even to uncentered orbits,
even in an empty room.

It’s easy to remain relentless
on well traveled paths;
dying hard, the  habits,
tracing new maps written in old scars,
so many things so well-survived,
scars so profoundly you,
there would not else-wise be a you.

So forget that silly inverse square—
just another law that begs repeal:

things at the furthest distance
always pull the most,
and absence yields the one metric
to reckon all strong forces of the heart.

13 comments:

  1. Right away
    Impressed at your bay? ..lol

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  2. Enjoyed the mix and match of science and the reality of ones self, as they all work together even if you don't see it, even for a magic elf.

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  3. My favorite lines...It’s easy to remain relentless
    on well traveled paths;
    dying hard, the habits,
    tracing new maps written in old scars...
    Love this!

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  4. smiles...enjoyable verse...gravity exists, it holds us here or there and draws us together as well...i try not to let it pull me on too fast...new maps on old scars is def an intriguing line...kinda like stuck in a moment, until you are not...

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  5. yes - impressive poetry! like a cool story of space, time & love!

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  6. Yes, "things at the furthest distance always pull the most" ...an interesting poem...late night notions...for me..the best, the most magial time to create...Intriguing, Steve :)

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  7. Like the laws of science and habits so well preserved...then the last stanza swings the emotional arc to another space..great pull and movement in your words ~

    Lovely share ~

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  8. "Each habit of affinity
    instills a mad sense of place,
    even to uncentered orbits,
    even in an empty room."

    oh my, fabulous.

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  9. Compelling... I especially like the last stanza, Steve!

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  10. I understand the concluding the stanza. It sums up nicely what seems too vast for one's mind to follow. But reading back again, one sees how it puts it together well -- the connection to a loved one. Very interesting. :)

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  11. So many great lines here - the out-of-sight-out-of-mindness of physical world v. absence makes the heart grow fonder. Hmmm! Well done .k.

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  12. big smile when i read the title...love it...really enjoyed your gravity reflections

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  13. Like much the way you have the driftwood stubbornly holding on to its origins and other lives, experiences...and oh that sad poignant, and brilliant ending. Nice, Steve!

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