A description of what started this particular blog can be found in its first entry --Feb. 9, 2009. It's about healing.
Monday, July 11, 2011
Breakers, Eons
Trough, crest, Surf and sand, Headland worn By waves to stack And arches, eons-- Storied orbit Of the moon-- Subsides into Tombolo, lagoon, Eons and finally Saline lake amid Dunes where seas Slipped away. How long, How Long it takes!
"A scheme is under way to build a clock-the clock of the Long Now- in a remote desert, driven by a twisting pendulum powered by the expansion and contraction of a metal bar as night follows day. The hands will move once every year, it will chime once a century, and every thousand years a cuckoo will pop out. To geology, that clock is a mere stopwatch, and the Long Now but an instant in the narrative of our planet." Taken from 'Almost Like a Whale' by Steve Jones. I am now following your site and look forward to reading your poetry.
"A scheme is under way to build a clock-the clock of the Long Now- in a remote desert, driven by a twisting pendulum powered by the expansion and contraction of a metal bar as night follows day. The hands will move once every year, it will chime once a century, and every thousand years a cuckoo will pop out. To geology, that clock is a mere stopwatch, and the Long Now but an instant in the narrative of our planet."
ReplyDeleteTaken from 'Almost Like a Whale' by Steve Jones.
I am now following your site and look forward to reading your poetry.
Thanks, Liz! Writing poetry can be a pretty lonesome pastime in today's world and I appreciate your interest. I have subcribed to your site too.
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