Augment

augment

*Image found HERE

Augment
I am learning about
realities,
about how two, or more, or none
clash or fornicate
while there is a bunch of scientists
in white coats
in a circle
writing down their observations,
casually translating
entire micro-cosmic lives
to single digits, in a row, or one above another;
one in Fibonacci, one in crooked spirals,
one unconsciously in the exact parameters
of a small cottage on Greenland.

what does my chair think of me, whilst I think of you
and asking you really
pointless and foolish stuff
such as and to be precise
how do you see two paperclips making love
so I can see what my own circle of white coats
has to say about it;
how would it look like if we both
carved our names upon a stone in Nordic runes,
what is your favourite flower as opposed to
your favourite scent of laundry detergent,
how can we take feelings, lace them up with sound
then navigate them through the flesh woods
and into the storm of carbonized dust
and how do we name that a colour;
a colour that is pretty and looks amazing
on a brush?

How do I make sure that my statistics
do not pragmatise your beings
into a shaky patch of midlands
huddled under a blanket of cold war,
how do I not pry open the coffer
and disturb the sleep of something
that was supposed to stay dead;
Light is an intruder,
wed to the darkness it pillages,
addicted to the shadow it cracks open
like an egg;
knowing when to pray and when to beg
is knowing hope,
wearing it like a brooch,
always around your chest
and we know Hope never dies;
it becomes irrelevant,
and time is the garden house of irrelevance.

If I can talk to the machines;
and if the machines want to listen
then every council of my body
roars like the sum of all cicada
and if they wanna listen
I would ask them
to inject me with their god
of permanence.

*Shared with dVerse Open Link Night, go visit and have a lot of lovely reading!

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~ by Oloriel on March 21, 2019.

26 Responses to “Augment”

  1. There is a lot to absorb here. Will have to come back – your use of imagery is intriguing.

  2. Nice lines: “how do I not pry open the coffer
    and disturb the sleep of something
    that was supposed to stay dead;”

  3. I like the title very much; I’m partial to one word titles, especially words like ‘augment’. I love the futuristic, sci-fi feel to this poem and the image of
    ‘…a bunch of scientists
    in white coats
    in a circle
    writing down their observations,
    casually translating
    entire micro-cosmic lives
    to single digits, in a row, or one above another’.

    I also love the lines:
    ‘knowing when to pray and when to beg
    is knowing hope,
    wearing it like a brooch’.

    • Thank you very much for taking the time to read. A lot of my title inspiration for the past decade comes from video games, and how terminology used there overlaps with with real life. In game, we use Augment Runes to increase our stats; in real life, I embarked upon a great article discussing Augment Realities – hence the title. This is probably more information than you bargained for, but I rarely ever get to mention the titles, and it often feels like they complete a piece (at least for me!)
      Hope you have a lovely day!

  4. I’m convinced there’s a gypsy in me from another time (ok, maybe not, but sometimes it sure feels that way)- anyway, this is altogether lovely: “carved our names upon a stone in Nordic runes” – so romantic…! ❤

  5. so much to like about this poem, Oloriel. To begin with, the marriage of science and art in a form of poetry appeals to my background–then the unanswered/unanswerable questions you inspire. I look forward to more from you.

  6. This is impressive. I like the tech and art aspects!

  7. Reblogged this on MORALITY PARK and commented:
    Oloriel writes the kind of poetry that will augment your literary palate.

  8. I hope that I can always find that inner light within, that shines despite the white coats, statistics and machines. This is a stunning write and I admire several lines that sticks with me:

    how do we name that a colour;
    a colour that is pretty and looks amazing
    on a brush?

    knowing when to pray and when to beg
    is knowing hope

    I want to believe in that hope, against all odds. Lovely to read you again and thanks for reconnecting with dVerse again. Happy weekend.

  9. This is exquisite… so much to unpack. I love using cold, clinical scientific terms to augment brilliant metaphors and emotional descriptions.

    • Thank you very much for taking the time to read and leave me a word off your own, and I am pleased to hear that my versions of mixing cold and warm worked, at least, and hopefully, for the duration of the poem.

  10. My goodness this is one of the most gorgeous poem I have ever read! I love;

    “Light is an intruder,
    wed to the darkness it pillages,
    addicted to the shadow it cracks open
    like an egg;
    knowing when to pray and when to beg.”

    I applaud you!! ❤️❤️❤️

  11. I really love how you merge the analytic and science part with the art… so much to like, but as a physicist I like most the lines about the different types of lines (as if scientists ever completely agree)

    • I would not want to coexist in a world where all scientists agree, I think. I enjoy the way in which we always challenge one another. Thank you very much for reading my poem !

  12. There’s a lot of imagery and blending of art and analytics here. It is quite impressive. Like a philosophical scientist pondering the meaning of life.

    • A philosophical scientist pondering the meaning of life – I feel like this for the vast majority of my time. Thank you very much for reading, hope you have a lovely day!

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