Tuesday, October 13, 2015


                It’s so amazing that the human race
                Has entered into cosmic time and space:
                At last an intellect to comprehend
                How things originate and where they tend,
                Someone to speculate and then construe
                What is imaginary, what is true,
                Inventing science as a means to know
                Then comprehend in time the whole shebang
                Of which our epic poets merely sang.
                Where poetry leaves off, our science starts
                And gratifies or heads if not our hearts—
                Though poets still will have the final word:
                While heads may know, our hearts too must be stirred.