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23.01.2015, 19:18 | #1 |
The Moon
The moon has passed its zenith,
Descending quietly and evenly, I pull down the shutters tight After midnight to calm into sleep My overactive empirical mind, Until having analyzed that view: Why does it glide along so smoothly? I count sheep: one . . two . . three, Lightly dozing, asking without guile, - A look, a question, a smell, a bite By Eve could never have caused Such devastating hereditary sin, Condemning all of us mankind, - There has to be a missing link. Counting on: ten . . eleven . . twelve, One family insists on dominance Over all members of the group, One elite is claiming supremacy Over the entire population, Enlarging each wider cycle By deception and mass murder. Counting: hundred one . . two . . three, The myth does not explain it, - But in pious obedience of faith Not further to probe into realities, Not to question the authorities, - Let’s start from scratch and afresh, What do we have so far on facts? Counting thousand one . . two . . three, Stellar clouds contract, burn, explode, Planetary systems alternate with dust, A depraved civilization blew itself up That radioactively mutated DNA Shot out on millions of comets, Travelling from galaxy to galaxy. |
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23.01.2015, 20:12 | #2 |
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Dear Udo:
That's an outstanding, fascinating poem: A lot to think about. I am also intrigued by your linguistic proficiency. Best wishes Ilka |
24.01.2015, 12:09 | #3 |
Corrections
for lines 4, 7, 8, 15, 22, 29:
(4) Past midnight … (7) Why does it glide by … (8) (15) (22) (29) one . two . three . . (for appearance only) (29) Counting: … (German translation maybe in two weeks, - I'm still lacking proficiencies in both languages) |
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24.01.2015, 12:47 | #4 |
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24.01.2015, 22:17 | #5 |
"Nobody will notice"
Are you sure of it? |
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30.01.2015, 16:37 | #6 |
Final Corrections
The Moon
The moon has passed its zenith, Hovering, quietly and evenly; I pull down the shutters tight, Past midnight, to calm into sleep My overactive empirical mind, Until having analyzed that view: Why does it glide by so smoothly? I count sheep: one . two . three . . Lightly dozing, asking without guile, - A look, a question, a smell, a bite By Eve could never have caused Such devastating hereditary sin, Condemning all of us mankind, - There has to be a missing link. Counting on: ten . eleven . twelve . . One family insists on dominance Over all members of the group, One elite is claiming supremacy Over the entire population, Enlarging each power cycle By deception and mass murder. Counting: hundred one . two . three . . The myth does not explain it, - But in pious obedience of faith Not further to probe into realities, Not to question the authorities, - Let’s start from scratch and afresh, What do we have so far on facts? Counting: thousand one . two . three . . Stellar clouds contract, burn, explode, Planetary systems alternate with dust, A depraved civilization blew itself up That radioactively mutated DNA, Shot out with millions of comets, Is travelling from galaxy to galaxy. |
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