Showing posts with label Peter Galison. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Peter Galison. Show all posts

Friday, June 24, 2016

(The) Professor New


“Art is how we see the world”
she said, and it was
pure poetry precisely
made New
by the way she looked
at exactly what she expected
to see, in awe
of (extra) ordinary beauty
and its blinding
ability to blend
Me to You
Grasping at Ghosts
“Imagination like electricity,”
he responded,
shocked at his own
physic-all-poetic-kinetic-energy.







Image of painting by Theo van Doesburg [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

Ebb and Flow

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