Okay, today I'm the teacher. This is related to all energy. Watch the horse's eye flutter just above the buckle on the headstall. See, it is an attempt to resolve the conflict out of which all beauty and glory come flying like birds. Everything comes down to the inexact position from which things are measured. Peck and pint. Day and decade. The curbing and the explosion. Center and edge. Flux vortex reflex solar cycle. A train on a track running late. Think of maps and miles, think of gravity. Even crutches propped under performers after war to keep them from falling out of their own exhausted bodies are first measured to fit. Gravity can be measured precisely. Think of a nun in the prayer position. She is in conflict with gravity. Conflict can be measured precisely. This is as close as we can get. And this is as close as we need to be. Used with the permission of Copper Canyon Press, P.O. Box 271, Port Townsend, WA 98368-0271, www.cc.press.org | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ECHO [OR, ECHOES] by THOMAS MOORE THE AUTHOR'S EPITAPH, MADE BY HIMSELF by WALTER RALEIGH A SKETCH by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI FOR THE YOUNGEST by CHARLES WESLEY MIANTOWONA by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH GREENES FUNERALLS: SONNET 1 by RICHARD BARNFIELD CLIO, NINE ECLOGUES IN HONOUR OF NINE VIRTUES: 1. TRUE AND CHASTE LOVE by WILLIAM BASSE |