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Spring Exchange
Spring Exchange
The trees are now no longer bare
For there are emeralds in the air,
But other limbs now draw my stare
For they appear much better bare.
The spring exchange seems fully fair,
And what delight to be aware.
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This video short is in the longer video, Word Salad: Creativity and Madness with Foxes, Deer, Ducks and Chickens
-t
For us believing physicists the distinction between the past, the present, and the future is only an illusion–Albert Einstein
Puzzle
of physicists,
real as
negative
numbers,
a second
chance,
wonder
of memory,
yearning
to return.
but all
is now
t = 0,
when nothing
is everything.
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What is T?
What is T?
T.S. Elliot’s first name
but no waste land?
A drink, a ceremony,
a time of contemplation?
A shirt to wear with jeans?
What is T?
Two lines at cross purposes?
A cover for Ph.D.s
arguing two angles,
both of them right?
It’s a paradox.
Both sides necessary,
no mobius
strip TTTTTTTTTT here,
no applause
with one hand clapping.
What is T?
A man without a head?
(rue that thought)
The base of ankh
supporting
the circle of life
or just a ghost?
What about this host, with
arms reaching
to hold us ?
What is T?
Absolute Temperature,
tritium, octodecimo, triton,
the meridian angle or the time remaining?
Which angle is right
when art is
A. more, or B. less
True to life?
Don’t be T‘d off
at my TTTTTTTTTT,
T up, Try it out.
Take a chance
on T.
T(rue, that thought)
Time out.