"the art of slow-glass gazing."

[goldenrod]

the mirror stands three atoms thick
and nothing current reflects
out of it

tis in the future one will see
the present scenes
slow-glass will free

made by hands unknown to man
an untold age
its lifetime spans

shadow stage for a tardy show
hesitant
no present flow

reversing ripples
along the shores of time
slow-glass gazing

a pursuit of mine


goldenrod.

[ampoule]

Intriguing. I am not familiar with slow glass or the gazing of it. Regardless, I enjoyed the flow of your poem.

[goldenrod]

The poem is based on a science fiction story I once read.

The most important effect, in the eyes of the average individual, was that light took a long time to pass through a sheet of slow glass. A new piece was always jet black because nothing had yet come through, but one could stand the glass beside, say, a woodland lake until the scene emerged, perhaps a year later. If the glass was then removed and installed in a dismal city flat, the flat would—for that year—appear to overlook the woodland lake.

From Light of Other Days,
by Bob*Shaw.
Published by Analog in 1968

goldenrod.

[ampoule]

What a neat concept. Thank you for explaining.

[PrinceMyshkin]

the mirror stands three atoms thick
and nothing current reflects
out of it

tis in the future one will see
the present scenes
slow-glass will free

made by hands unknown to man
an untold age
its lifetime spans

shadow stage for a tardy show
hesitant
no present flow

reversing ripples
along the shores of time
slow-glass gazing

a pursuit of mine


goldenrod.

Extraordinarily diverse range if moods you're in this morning and much as I liked the others for their respective qualities, this one made me go Hm! a signifier of high praise in my critical lexicon.

[goldenrod]

(PrinceMyshkin)

Sometimes I get a thought, or see something which stires me to action, such as in this case, and it either presents in blank verse or in rhyme. I have never tried to reason why this happens, being somewhat lazy and having a tendency to go with the flow, but I do not think this particular piece would have done as well in a non-rhyming format...what do you think?

goldenrod.

[goldenrod]

(ampoule)

My pleasure!:)

goldenrod.