Effacing the Divide - Poetry and Science

arcAngle · Almost a regular Joined: 26 Mar 2003 Posts: 28 Gender:

Lt. Barcley is the crew member of ST-TNG that hates to use the transporter because he's afraid that all his molecules aren't going end up in the correct place, aligned properly. It's an ongoing theme on the show. And if you take the Uncertainty Principle into account... He has reason to fear.

Lynne

ZachSylvanus · Posted: Sat May 24, 2003 9:36 am Post subject: Re: The End of Nothing

Ozymandias

I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read,
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed,
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look upon my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

-Percy Bysshe Shelley
1792-1822

Edited by: ZachSylvanus at: 5/24/03 9:38:38 am

Timothy Schoonover · Sophomore Joined: 22 Nov 2002 Posts: 269 Gender:

Eggshells and Egos

Quote:
Eggshells and Egos are the queerest stuff
Fragile, unyielding and recalcitrant
A feather or a puff of air will crush
And dashed to bits, are they, when words are blunt

A whisper of a crack perceived, a stance
Unpalatable to the brittle ear
And when there is a sleight or look askance
Their pain producing, in profusion, tears

Eggshells and Egos would do well to learn
The importance of elasticity
For when community is what we yearn
Eggshells need “more vinegar than honey”

I would that they might speak their peace
And abscond the fortress of passivities
Aggression knowing not its name must cease
The quest for martyrdom it vainly seeks

This poem was inspired by a science experiment I did as a kid. When you soak and egg in vinegar for a couple days, the calcium dissolves resulting in a rubber egg. It stretches, bounces, squishes and then snaps back into shape. Its really cool although it stinks like a mofo!

Chris OConnor · Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2003 4:13 am Post subject: Re: The End of Nothing

Tim

You're quite talented at this poetry stuff.

I'm very serious. Your The End of Nothing could very well topple my Christmas poem and take the lead on this thread. :rollin

Good work.

Chris

Timothy Schoonover · Sophomore Joined: 22 Nov 2002 Posts: 269 Gender:

Haha, Chris. Laugh it up. :rollin

Saffron · Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 6:42 am Post subject:

Well, what do you know, we are not the first to be posting poetry on Booktalk!

Saffron


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