THE BLINDING LIGHT
There is the blinding light of events,
and the blinding light of darkness solved.
There is the well-woven moment within us,
each, when we realize the moment has come:
the fevered shaking of a leaf on a tree.
-
The world is said to be stable, though there is nothing
stable about it - and those who say otherwise, once
they have spoken, are scoffed at. Science refutes stability;...
but then again it refutes dreams just as easily. Of late, to
dwell in Science is to dwell in the unstable. We are nobody
more than when we acclaim that we are somebody.
-
I am watching the spray of the East River again. Some
strange white barge, being pushed by a more strange
yellow tug. One senses movement, the other tries staying
in place. Something like a battle between the stable and
the 'un.' I should know. I should know. The blinding light
of events, and the blinding light of darkness, solved.
There is the blinding light of events,
and the blinding light of darkness solved.
There is the well-woven moment within us,
each, when we realize the moment has come:
the fevered shaking of a leaf on a tree.
-
The world is said to be stable, though there is nothing
stable about it - and those who say otherwise, once
they have spoken, are scoffed at. Science refutes stability;...
but then again it refutes dreams just as easily. Of late, to
dwell in Science is to dwell in the unstable. We are nobody
more than when we acclaim that we are somebody.
-
I am watching the spray of the East River again. Some
strange white barge, being pushed by a more strange
yellow tug. One senses movement, the other tries staying
in place. Something like a battle between the stable and
the 'un.' I should know. I should know. The blinding light
of events, and the blinding light of darkness, solved.
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