Radio silence

[PrinceMyshkin]

The radio went dead.
The salmon, in their up-current progress,
faltered. “God is vibration,”
a woman at our table pronounced.

The world was still. Then
everything began again.

[hillwalker]

Fascinating one this, Prince

A touch of quantum theory hidden there somewhere..... but a very effective, thought-provoking poem.

H

[Delta40]

I think you have captured global pause very effectively.

[PrinceMyshkin]

Thank you, Delta40 and Hillwalker, but


Fascinating one this, Prince

A touch of quantum theory hidden there somewhere..... but a very effective, thought-provoking poem.

H

Why "but"? If I could, I'd weave Quantum Theory into everything I said or thought. As Niels Bohr said (approximately): "Anybody who thinks about Quantum Dynamics without getting dizzy has probably not understood it."

By the BQDQ (Bohr Quantum Dizziness Quotient, I must have a near perfect understanding of it!

[qimissung]

I'm thinking! I'm thinking! If everything would just stop spinning...

[lallison]

I liked the science in this one. The structure fits the idea that everything is made up of vibrating particles. another good one.

[Hawkman]

These resonating particles
are shown with so much art
but do not overstimulate
or they will fly apart

For like the humble wineglass
and the diva's well tuned screams
such sympathetic resonance
can shatter all our dreams.

;)

[blank|verse]

Short and pithy as also, Prince.

I always want these poems to be longer, as there seems to be more thought gone into them than is expressed; as it stands it is rather blurted out, like the woman at the table.

Always good to get a glimpse into the mind of Myshkin, though.

[PrinceMyshkin]

Short and pithy as also, Prince.

I always want these poems to be longer, as there seems to be more thought gone into them than is expressed; as it stands it is rather blurted out, like the woman at the table.

Always good to get a glimpse into the mind of Myshkin, though.

I've spent some time lately wondering if it might be a failing on my part to post poems that may leave too much in the hands of the reader. Actually, it's been hanging over my head for decades! Way back in the days when I would submit my poems to print journals, I once received a note from the editor of one, then the eminence grise of Canadian literature, who said (more or less) that my poems often began well but then they sort of drifted off...

The very few times I conducted workshops in writing poetry I would often warn my students against "steering your poems back into harbour," arguing that it was often an exhilarating or even dangerous thing to take one's poem out into open, possibly choppy waters, but there was no great achievement in steering them back to safety.

At times. I imagine my ideal reader being brought up short by one of my poems but then contenting herself with committing it to heart and reciting it over and over a few times, by which process it might come to seem as if it were complete.

[krymsonkyng]

This reminds me of "Return to the Air" from B. Dolan's album, "The Failure". It is perhaps the greatest concept album I've ever had the pleasure of hearing, and certainly the only one to feature spoken word poetry.

As far as it's length, I want to say I don't mind it's brevity because here it matches the subject matter. In other places I can see where a meander would be an issue.

[Virgil]

I don't understand it, but it is fascinating. That line about the salmon just transforms the poem, makes the logic transcend. This is a really good one!

[blazeofglory]

The radio went dead.
The salmon, in their up-current progress,
faltered. “God is vibration,”
a woman at our table pronounced.

The world was still. Then
everything began again.


This poem speaks of something symbolically. Though there is no explicitness in this poem but it delves into the mystery of what this universe and I like it

[PrinceMyshkin]

Thanks, Krymson, Virgil & Blaze.

As for understanding it, Virgil, I composed this little scribble, not really a poem:



The poem is.
The poem explains itself.
There are no other words
to explain the poem
but if there were
they would be some other poem.

[blank|verse]

Prince - to be honest, I often feel short-changed when reading your poems, and that's what I feel here!

Like Virgil, I really enjoyed the image of the salmon (where does that come from?) and for me, it's moments like that I love reading, and is why I read poetry. It also suggests there's much more where that came from.

For fear of dodgily extending your ship / harbour metaphor (and of course 'steering back to harbour' is an option, which the poet must decide is relevant or not with each poem) I would like to see more of the seas and lands your ships visit, rather than just stand at the quayside, watching them disappear over the horizon.

(That was terrible. I apologise. And I apologise to Bar for apologising...)