A beautiful poem indeed, Mike. John -- your haiku of sorts brought to mind this passage (and I will not speak the author's name just now -- I am curious to know -- I am more curious to know what listers make of the following than become embroiled in a critique of the author): "A nun lives in the fires of the spirit, a thinker lives in the bright wick of the mind, an artist lives jammed in the pool of materials. (Or, a nun lives, thoughtful and tough, in the mind, a nun lives, with that special poignancy peculiar to religious, in the exile of materials; and a thinker, who would think of something, lives in the clash of materials, and in the world of spirit where all long thoughts must lead; and an artist lives in the mind, that warehouse of forms, and an artist lives, of course, in the spirit.)" Julie Krueger On 8/2/07, John McCreery <john.mccreery@xxxxxxxxx> wrote: > > > > On 8/3/07, Mike Geary <atlas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote: > > > > > > > > > > Mr. Simic seems to do the opposite of what Mr. Harmon admires about > > poets. He takes a simple rock and turns it into something none of us can > > begin to understand -- the universe. > > > > > The poet opens the door to mystery. > The philosopher sees a puzzle. > The scientist steps through and wonders how to measure this. > > John > > P.S. totally lovely poem and a nice riposte to Harmon. Thank you. > > > > > > > > > -- > John McCreery > The Word Works, Ltd., Yokohama, JAPAN > Tel. +81-45-314-9324 > http://www.wordworks.jp/