Hymn to Science
The poets’ scientist,
In cold blood,
A good indicator of …
An unacknowledged debt.
A plurality of worlds in every earring,
A law by any other name…
The sins of Newton,
Nature and nurture,
Truth to their fictions.
Conceding to the laws of metre,
First, do no harm.
By a force of nature,
To a measurable infinity and beyond.
Elements of colour,
On a new kind of ray.
Unweaving the rainbow,
The New Atlantis.
One clear, unchanged, and universal light.
On the other side of silence,
Hotter than Hell.
Blowing hot and cold,
Space shifted about like a swan that can’t settle.
Great scientists by nation,
Successive Generations bloom.
It has long been known that,
The true measure of things,
Endless forms most beautiful.
When left can be right and right can be wrong,
The square of scientific delights.
A chemic union,
To marry or not to marry, that is the question.
NaPoWriMo 2016 Day 12
The prompt was
Today, I challenge you to write your own index poem. You could start with found language from an actual index, or you could invent an index, somewhat in the style of this poem by Thomas Brendler. Happy writing!
At first, I thought this prompt would be difficult to write. Then after looking up a few index of my books, I found The Science Magpie by Simon Flynn. From the title of the poem to its very words, everything was from the book’s index.
I have to say reading his index by itself was poetical. I just reordered them to my satisfaction.
Although I haven’t finished the book. I would suggest it to everyone who loves reading weird , interesting and funny facts.
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