|Cell-phone snap of "science" search for Izy's prompt|
Invoking "the Goog"
at Imaginary Gardens with Real Toads.
Science matter in poetry inspires
scifinders to search in words as well as
in chemicals, to find sciatica
in sounds as well as nerves, buttocks, thighs and
spinal cords—themselves words whose chords surpass
the daily strife of meds and surgery—
Oh, vocal cords! You
make science news when
hearing sketches new
invented by those
whose daily science
their faith and fiction
(where L. Ron Hubbard
placed his creation
Poems go beyond the calculations of
ancient buddies and new scions to where
marriages take place and children play with
test tubes and tulips, see and unsee,
listen and friend outside the box of is.
I couldn't resist using "science" as that is the Midweek Motif today at Poets United.
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