We are not alpha nor omega neither, rather
somewhere on that universal spectrum we can barely understand:
we’ve done our maths, and claim to know the ratio of all things
except the things we don’t, which we call ‘dark’
(we used to call them ‘God’)
we’ve made gods of ourselves, reasonable creatures, and the measure
of all rational achievement, progress
towards power to destroy ourselves
and all who abide with us
as we cry out ‘Hallelujah!’ ‘Men of reason, men of science’
from the Big Beard in the sky on down
to all his henchmen here on Earth.
is taking time outside of time, just to
become aware that we contain whole universes just as
whole universes contain us
misunderstood continuum, this
disc with only one side
only one another
holding one, another
world without end.
© Experimentsinfiction 2021, All Rights Reserved
Written for Earthweal
For this week’s challenge, Brendan has asked us to consider the six elements of post-pastoral, or ‘ecopoetry’ identified by Terry Gifford in his essay “Gary Snyder and the Post-Pastoral,” and examine how these elements relate to our own work:
For this challenge, think about your poetry and consider how it works or doesn’t in relation to these six questions. You don’t have to address all—pick one, if you like—but give us a feel for what eco-poetry is about and where it should go.
I confess to writing the poem after reading Brendan’s essay then looking back to see which (if any) questions I’d addressed. I would say this poem addresses questions 1-3 above all.
The idea of a disc with only one side is taken from a short story by Jorge Luis Borges, ‘The Disc’ from the collection The Book of Sand.