Monday, July 23, 2007

Poetry Train Monday - 11 - Spatiotemporal Limits

This poem came from a creative cycle while I was in university.

Spatiotemporal Limits

Antigone only guessed at the voices
Which whispered their laws
Though Kubrick's apes
Swayed to the music of the spheres
Gazing upon the implacable
Face of the monolith

Were these the same angels
Who mixed the paints
For Kandinsky to dip his brushes
His planetary musings
Were they actually cells dividing
Could these forms
These colors
Be molecules
Or solar roundabouts
Or untabulated laws
Did Sophocles feel them too
On that Meditteranean morning
So many rotations ago?

1993 Copyright Julia Smith