You Look Angry When I Am Beautiful: I Am Copernicus

You Look Angry When I Am Beautiful

Musings of a Man with his Muse

Saturday, April 26, 2014

I Am Copernicus




I am Copernicus
having found by careful observation
the center of the universe is

not myself as the Pope
the Church and psychology
would have me believe

I never thought I was the center
The universe was more
a constellation of relationships by

which and in which and through which I
navigated actual time and space
I never thought I was the center

The universe was more
a constellation of relationships by
which and in which and through which I

defined myself the persons and place
I never thought I was the center
The universe was

more a constellation of
relationships by which and in
which and through which I

created reference points
benchmarks and bearings
Associated laws

I admire
an artist and eagerly
wait to meet and befriend this

crafty maker of items for
display and adornment
I enjoy the performance of

a musician and gladly
applaud the antics and music
am happy to chat at a reception before or after

as a friend and lover of the work
I despise the political leader and call him and
his followers names

regardless of any obvious
similarities I share with them
obvious trivial values coincident

in our behavior
from our actions
by our behavior

The artist is a fool and an abusively
antisocial creature happiest with an
inanimate medium whose very substance

bends to the childish will
The musician craves
attention and praise more than

the well-being of others
indifferent to the problems
outside the theater

The politician cares
about the problems of
the community if only a little

Why is my opinion
important at all in any of these cases
Who do I suppose I

am correlative to the artist
the political leader
the popular musician

I am their equal
I am sufficient peer
I desire acknowledgement of that

just so much and no more
Why do I choose
association with the two and not the third

I never thought I was the center
The universe was more a
constellation of relationships about which

I was mistaken
I am still mistaken and only in seeing
now the general condition of deception

and error
of miscommunicated
values from my childhood

do I now
know how
lost I am

Most of my life
had to go by
before I could have realized with certainty

things do not revolve around
me I never
thought I was the center

For I went around the whole matter and
found myself back where I began
discovering after all I was Magellan

knowing where I was
all the time knowing
without knowing anything in

the constellation of relationships glazed
with emotion I mistook

for relevance beside the poignant details

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