In a Night Garden


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Quantum Physicists in a Night Garden

 

Time can be extinguished like a blown-out flame.

Black holes dissipate to God knows where,

yet everything we’ve said and done remains

 

like these lilies floating in this garden pool. Each name

we’ve said, each paper lantern strung, each cross we’ll bear

in Time can be extinguished like a blown-out flame

 

yet floats forever here. It’s paradoxical. All loss is gain.

We think we’re still the people that we always were

since everything we’ve said and done remains,

 

but all is spin and sparkle, wave and particle. “What came

before? What happens next?” we ask. What currents stir

when time has been extinguished like a blown-out flame,

 

dwarf lilies float dark randomness? If Physics is a vein

of order/chaos, chaos/order, likewise it’s a mirror

of everything we’ve said and done. Nothing can remain

 

beside this garden pool of scattered rain

and rising mist, and yet it does. What flowers here! We swear

everything we’ve said and done remains

but Time can be extinguished like a blown-out flame.

 

-Dick Allen

This Shadowy Place: Poems

Categories: Poems & Photos

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