and yet those big brains of science, Einstein, Hawking, Kepler, Etcetera,
staring not at stars but at numbers
numbers on paper,
pushing them around like peas on a plate
calculate
with astonishing precision
staring not at stars but at numbers
numbers on paper,
pushing them around like peas on a plate
calculate
with astonishing precision
in unreal units that make it imaginable
the stars’ distance, the universe’s edge—just numbers
nothing real at all
and yet the levers, the imaginary levers,
that move actual planets. So with words
I pretend to penetrate the mystery of all that numbers cannot touch
as if the problem were not simply inattention, lack of investment, the protraction of desire.
the stars’ distance, the universe’s edge—just numbers
nothing real at all
and yet the levers, the imaginary levers,
that move actual planets. So with words
I pretend to penetrate the mystery of all that numbers cannot touch
as if the problem were not simply inattention, lack of investment, the protraction of desire.
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