Time Matters

Bob, , , 
The moon is envelope white 
And flat like a pressed flower. Some gas giants are blue against the backdrop 
Of eons. Dandelions are the universe too.

Daisies are hydrogen and carbon. 
A point has no circumference. Meanderers love the horizon. 
Brontosauruses are the universe too. 

The wind buoys the lungs. 
Time’s whereabouts is the end game of metaphysics. How time arrives
And from where is the universe too.

24 thoughts on “Time Matters”

  4. I like the way it seems both disjunctive and unified. Each line seems self-sufficient–“autotelic,” to use a fancy lit crit word. Yet these apparently free-standing lines have a mysterious, intuitive connection to one another. The poem seems to have a secret it won’t disclose easily.

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  5. this one got me right from the git-go….the moon as an envelope, like a letter aimed towards outer space or it already is in outer space. it got me thinking about a message in a bottle with the rivers like shooting stars. There is something wonder full about everything being a universe and takes me back to the idea of doors and opening them and the beginning.

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    1. Thanks, Steve! I didn’t even think of the letter aimed towards outerspace. Thanks for that. I’ve been thinking about an imaginary quiz where you are asked which of these pictures represents the universe: and it would be a galaxy, star, comet or a dandelion. And the answer would be all of them. Everything is part of the universe.

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      3. i’m reminded of tom hanks in angels and demons when the pope or whoever asked if Tom was a believer and tom said “i haven’t been given the gift.” i guess he could have answered “crutch” instead of gift but anyway, it reminds me of hearing the uni-verse because when my ears are tuned to it, i get to feeling gratitude for the the gift but it never lasts too long as i drift back into my thoughts.

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