Surrounded by the neon lamps, austere
And silent, base in reason, with a form
Offensive to his function, his unclear
Quintessence - plastics, heavy metals, warm
And caustic fluids, empty space, and sparks -
Admits a sixth: himself. And like a sign,
The failing neon halo spits and marks
His brow two times. One faint and greenish line
Pervades a denser green; the other, pink
And broad at first, plain vanishes. This man,
Anew ungoverned, finds a space to think;
He apprehends his ashes: motes that span
Across his father's dust. Fresh-fledged, his chrome
Perspective sings above an empty dome.
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Teased or prompted to view him within religion as a not so subtle message to the nearly defunct Christian(?) church he begins to make so much more sense. Sci-fi? I dunno about that.
He apprehends his ashes, as Abraham? Yet the motes that span across his father's dust, again Abraham, except the motes were in the eyes of later fathers.
Hahaha, if I took the wrong turn, it sure seems to fit only too well anyway, and I am loving it besides.
He's got a double halo in green and pink....giving him space to think, when he's soulless. Music within but struggling to hear? Crafted by a dead god denying his beginnings and proposing to have improved on the original, as it were, at an expense too.
La, but this is all too interesting. I'm hooked.
I feel a bit silly going through each "chapter" to response individually, but it seems to make sense to keep the thoughts on each poem. So here they are:
The Shakespearean reference in the beginning to what a piece of work is man, that quintessence of dust, is intended to turn it all on its head. And your thoughts about the dead god and his work on improving the original are apt.
I am not sure precisely what I meant with his father's ashes, only that I wanted to reference dust so I could link back to the Shakespeare in the beginning, and also to indicate that this creature, whatever he may be, has a heritage he suddenly contemplates: homo sapiens. I hope that worked.
Abraham in discussion with Jehovah over the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah, repeatedly(?) referred aptly to himself as but dust and ashes. Job said similarly. It seems the only position to take in relation to the LORD, Whom no man may come to outside of Himself, the Lord Jesus Christ. Hence that was a superb approach in this masterpiece I am liking only too well.
The fascination of making him below his creator in that he is only plastic and metal, yet contemplating his origins as homo sapiens is an interesting thought whose implications I guess I've said enough times already.
Excellent.
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