Word Acts: Things
Lawrence Willson's poem emphasises the emptiness of what is taken to be "real''.
What is a thing, really, but energy
equal to its mass times speed of light squared―
activity at the deepest end where
things can be said to be but happenings:
vibrational wiggling twining droppings
Everything being energy, things
fluctuate by various formulae,
rising and falling allies in motion (no notion)
waltzing wildly to an uncertain tune
like whirling dervishes howling for god
Speaking thus, iconographic-ally,
pure immediate experience be
sentient, sensuous, sensation-ally hollow―
in math, an empty set, thus: {}
The iconic image be set, and it be empty
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This poem first appeared in
http://www.allrivers.org/Voices_of_Diversity_Articles.html.
