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Post by Cy Skywalker on Oct 17, 2006 16:08:35 GMT -5
Crowded here at the skin of the universe– Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars; pendant-beads touched by her nervous hand, slid down by the oxygen-filled sweat. Dead worlds, excepting the emerald-- The rusted heirloom clasp of Pluto and Charon has come undone beneath her cold hair, black as the unDopplered expanse. The clasp has ceased its schizophrenic embrace. The heat is running the rivulets of oxygen across another space of skin, and the parasites have begun to crawl on their silicate legs– Will ice or fire first grasp the body’s heart?
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Post by johnsapphire on Oct 17, 2006 19:19:46 GMT -5
It was okay, I see several fragments right now, but I'm busy so I'll offer a more in-depth review later. It could be improved.
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Post by eakyra on Oct 17, 2006 20:54:46 GMT -5
See, that was a good review John. Now break down how it could be better. ;D This seemed to be over my head. I just couldnt really follow what it was about. I love how you describe everything in your poems Cy. Its always beautiful. But it also seems that most of your poems confuse me. I suppose im hopeless. Do you mind explaining it to me?
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Post by Cy Skywalker on Oct 18, 2006 14:28:13 GMT -5
I am doing a study of astronomy, and if you make or see a scale model of the solar system, the first four planets are very close together as compared to the gas giants and Pluto. I had this thought that they're so close together because the system is a necklace, and those are the beads at the lowest point. I give the universe a female personification not for any deep reason, but because I pictured a very pretty, cosmic, ephemeral woman wearing this necklace. Charon is Pluto's moon, though they are almost the same size and some scientists consider them a binary planet. They're at the opposite end of the system from Mercury etc., and the recent problem of Pluto not being a planet made for this metaphor of the broken clasp. If stars' light was not effected by the Doppler effect, where light shifts farther in certain directions away from the visible spectrum as the light gets farther away or closer, we would see no darkness in space. So in fact her hair is not black at all-- "The heat" is the breakup of the Ozone layer, whereby oxygen may escape our atmosphere. "The parasites" are human satellites and spaceships. Fire and Ice was a poem by Robert Frost: "Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice." This has been scientifically explained...but either way, humans still keep doing their own thing. That explained enough? Surely my fragments will thank you later, John Sapphire.
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Post by eakyra on Oct 18, 2006 15:12:58 GMT -5
Yeah I think so. ;D
And I love that poem by Robert Frost. He's one of my favorite poets ever!
I can really enjoy poetry more when I know whats happening. Nice poem hun.
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