the wedding of science and art
mired in a swamp of disparate ideas
and now
the Kepler space telescope detects potential
planets as they cross in front of their stars,
causing them to dim
inspiration comes in waves—
consider the beauteous but secret
life of seaweed.
art and science, hand-in-hand
traipse through rain forests—
the one drenched in awe,
the other, molecules
while permafrost melts, releasing
methane into arctic air
and parrots flaunt their
brilliant colors, but languish
who knows what to believe
when truth is buried
in classified archives
deep in the bowels of some
federally controlled basements
and the mezzo-soprano
breaks the sound barrier
in search of truth?
This poem is written in response to a prompt I posted on dVerse Meeting the Bar where I challenge poets to jump into the waters of Dadaism. Some of the ideas expressed are mine; others are captured from my San Francisco State University Alumni Newsletter where former graduates excel in the world of the arts and science.
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