Turquoise Monster

And the round ocean
Sat on the square sea
embedded in the triangular earth
Horizons – Euclidean’s dream

And the curved clouds
Cut the angled sky
Intersecting the cord
Making – Mathamatician’s cry

I have submitted a poem on Higg Bosons the theoretical particles to The Year Zero Writers – they have an open call out for stories or poems about the Higgs Boson but the deadline is the 15 th of April 2010.

It is also counting as one of my poems for NaPoWriMo 🙂

I love writing poems or creating art about scientific concepts – one of the things I hate is the false distinction that there are ‘arty’ people and ‘science’ people. I personally believe that creativity is the layer about science and art and that it is just what you use the creativity for.

Anyway – just thought I’d let you know 🙂

This is another of my visual poem cards but I can’t decide which way up I prefer to be honest :/ The words are part of a vortex made by a larger version of the jelly fish ‘pretending’ to be a vortex I cut out of an old New Scientist. The words say:

Formation, Vortex, Looms, Flying, Free

Or

Free, Flying, Looms, Vortex, Formation

The Spirits of the Past is another VisPo card from me 🙂

This is another visual poem card I’ve made for NaPoWriMo it says Steam Through The Spirit To Grow and the heart depicts part of a jellyfish which was used to portray vortex stuff in New Scientist.

Here is my first VisPo of April (visual poem) Preserving Live! Knowledge. It is very diagramatical 🙂

After having down WoPoWriMo I’ve found I really want to concentrate on Visual Poetry for NaPoWriMo this month so I took a tonne of magazines and catalogues, glue and card to a local cafe where I like to write and met with my friend Richard.

We then chopped the mags up and produced visual poetry (or concrete? as he keeps mentioning!), he kept a tally on the number of random looks we got and I cringed with embarrassment when he managed to go off looking at books or something right when a Lady from my village wondered by with a ‘WHAT are you doing?’.

Still I am happy with my poems – I stuck mine onto card blanks as I love card making and this struck me as a good thing to do so beware people who know me you maybe getting random birthday cards that are actually my visual poems (well it makes a change from the seascape!). Richard on the other had hacked out the bits he wanted stuck them in his note book for post processing on a computer later on!

Debasing
Electronic economy
Being blinded by
Illogical idosyncrasies
Leading literate
Lynchings

Sudden storms are short
Sudden lies are transparent
Sudden appearances are fearful
Sudden deaths are worse

Sudden,
Sudden,
Sudden,

Sudden is the moment the flame leaps
Sudden is the moment of life
Sudden is the living – all too brief
But…
More Sudden is how it ceased.

The still sad music of humanity
Pulsed in my ears, making them
Bleed with incencerity
I cried to the requriem
Of their freedom,
Dirged in drum beats
Of heart

The harmony of life
Split me asunder
And poured my entrials
On the ground
Taken as cat gut –
They were used…

To string the bow
That played
The music
Of Humanity