Throbbing Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Throbbing



from the high throbbing of
the mass universe

down
down
to the horses restless

all restless
wave-currents restless
air and temperatures
restless.

Saturday, January 20, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: existence,universe
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Daniel Brick 20 January 2018

THE HIGH THROBBING OF THE MASS UNIVERSE strikes as a glorious praise for the WHOLE SHEBANG, as an American astronomer put it. That's the Big Picture of pure matter and incandescent energy. It's a WOW experience. But when you descend to the planetary level, the human and animal world, things get debased and lose their wonder. But perhaps a poet will strip away the junk in the way and show them the glory inherent on all creation! !

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