Turkey trots to water GG As I wait, Jim says to me Seven horses seem To be on the mark. The first horse, hate; The second, me. The third, a daydream Of encroaching dark. The fourth is late Or cannot be; The fifth’s abaft the beam. The sixth: a stark Vision of fate. And now, with the seventh, we Have them all, a thundering stream From a turgid roiling sky. Hark! RR The world wonders
No! It's very interesting, though. Do you know what Rave intends by it?
I found his post, and the meaning of the opening and closing lines (as security padding for an encrypted message), and the historical event they come from. (I also wrote out the rhyme scheme, lol.) But although the images are evocative, I cannot really interpret them.
I don't think this was it, but my chair offered this
That is good and I hadn't read it, thank you.
[edit] I wrote a poem which is all about futures which didn't happen, but it isn't Hugh Everett III, it's Alan Turing and Christopher Morcom, and also I think you have read it before: "The Clock House."
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Date: 2022-06-19 09:03 am (UTC)Turkey trots to water
GG
As I wait,
Jim says to me
Seven horses seem
To be on the mark.
The first horse, hate;
The second, me.
The third, a daydream
Of encroaching dark.
The fourth is late
Or cannot be;
The fifth’s abaft the beam.
The sixth: a stark
Vision of fate.
And now, with the seventh, we
Have them all, a thundering stream
From a turgid roiling sky. Hark!
RR
The world wonders
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Date: 2022-06-20 12:03 am (UTC)I found his post, and the meaning of the opening and closing lines (as security padding for an encrypted message), and the historical event they come from. (I also wrote out the rhyme scheme, lol.) But although the images are evocative, I cannot really interpret them.
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Date: 2022-06-19 06:32 pm (UTC)If actually about many-worlds theory, I want to see it, so I hope someone on your friendlist can find it!
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Date: 2022-06-20 05:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-06-20 04:55 pm (UTC)That is good and I hadn't read it, thank you.
[edit] I wrote a poem which is all about futures which didn't happen, but it isn't Hugh Everett III, it's Alan Turing and Christopher Morcom, and also I think you have read it before: "The Clock House."
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Date: 2022-06-22 01:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-06-22 01:52 am (UTC)*hugs*