Beauty Too In The Mechanical Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Beauty Too In The Mechanical



The
Whirr
Of
Beauty
Mechanical
The
Cries
And
Screams
Of
Love
White-Winged
Wounded
On
A
Marble
White
It
Is
Pain
But
Beauty.

There be a beauty too
In the mechanical:
The grating wheels one on
The other turns and
Presses gyrating and
Wheels be screaming.
Waters in twilight grow
Wild.
The mechanical that had sat
Neutral in the day
Now too sheds off its
Indifferent colorlessness.
The wheels again be screaming
And the nearest coves
Respond and echo
First to the mechanical
Then
The Domino effect having got up
Each to each responds in
Increase exponential:
There be a beauty too
In the mechanical

Sunday, February 18, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel 18 February 2018

In our technological age the traditional word BEAUTY must be revised. That's what you do by fiat, that is, you declare such beauty exists in machines and leave us the challenge of identifying it. It's the first step in making the Wasteland appear beautiful and the process you cite is the Domino Effect. That is the energy behind this changed aesthetic. I bow to this power!

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