Perceiving reality
Conceiving fundamental form
Frontier of possibility

Emergent impressions
Starting with point line plane
Constructing perceptual frames

Rejecting mimesis of compounds
Pursuing purity of conception
Unveiling sublimated verities

III.         March 24-April 16, Chicago

Experience
Examine
Express

Experiment
Extract
Expostulate

Exist
Exhale
Exalt

Extrapolate
Exceed
Exterminate or extend?

      “The moment is related to the transition of the
      One to the many, of the many to the one,
      Likeness to unlikeness, and that is the
      Moment in which there is neither one nor many
      Neither a being determined nor a being combined”

Engaging the constancy of angular momentum.

Not being the higher probability
Not choosing the better bet
Non-choosing a version of its opposite
Non-expression of individual
Existence deferring to
Impressions others impose
On reluctant choosers (losers)

Bloody anger                                      or profound love 
               Photosynthesis or                           sea-sickness 
Persistent               sadness              or             bright            sky 
Each and more
               we are choosing
Each being an expression of (potential)
Individual existence

Now and always we make choices
Writing this or turning to prose
Walking or eating or sleeping
You can continue reading or turn to
Talking or taxes or dancing
Each choice absorbing scattering
Flashes of energy: red or green or blue.

It being the centenary of similar vibration
Lower frequency perhaps but resonant
A variation in persistent existential energy
Transposing to equations diapsalmata
Shadowgraphs crop-rotation seduction.
“When it comes to Atoms, language can
Only be used as in poetry.”

“The opposite
Of a fact is falsehood
But the opposite of
One profound truth
May very well be another
Profound truth,”
He offered much later.

A constitution of colors across a
Cosmic spectrum pulsing as
Energy is released as places are
Exchanged as one individual appears
Disappears. Where? – There!
Gone… with strangeness charm
And – always – the opposite.

The first paper was posted
On a blustery beautiful awful day
By fast boat to London
Reappearing in July as the
“Constitution of Atoms and Molecules”
Describing a system conducive to
Illusive (no longer elusive) surprise.

Springtime on the Øresund
Is continuous transformation
From snow to rain to sunshine
So suddenly switching from one
To another that each hour is a
Roll of the dice not more than 12
Nor less than 2, the rest is up to you.

Negative circling positive
Constantly together, yet
Perpetually unpredictable
Shocking shifts in basic
Behavior: attraction dis-
Traction waves collapsing
At their very crest.

II.      April 5, København

H is the loneliest atom
That you never saw
And three-quarters of all
You have ever seen
Wondrously reactive
Promiscuous
Lonely and so rarely alone

Reaching the abyss
Confronting the crowd
Demanding they listen or leave

Poet, composer, conductor
All hearing aggregate harmonies
Maximum maximalities

But many even most
Laughing hissing jeering
Catastrophizing complexity

Unraveling
Beautiful possibility
Leaving creation unfinished

Unfulfilled

Reflexively reflecting
What they hear:
Conflation confusion conflict

The Musikverein audience
 Hears mostly distance
 Disharmony dissonance

But where student and master
Both feel the tug of each other
And many more

Trying to skip into a new orbit
Elliptic to his source
Even a new trajectory

     You gazed pensively over the universal abyss 

     No thought for home or hearth 

     Life and dreams of living, all of sudden gone 

           You still gaze pensively over the universal abyss

By a student of Schoenberg
Seeking to escape his
Strong attraction to Mahler

     Did you see the forest after the thunderstorm?!?!
     Everything is quiet, twinkles, and is more beautiful than before.
     See, woman, you too need thunderstorms!

The second and third
Arriving in time to be scored
For very large orchestra

Inspired

By a friend
Young girl, or
Passing molecule

While waiting to be
      Hier ist Friede
      Here is Peace

From his usual coffee house
       Nichts ist gekommen
       Nothing has come

Sent by the poet to himself
      Über die Grenzen des Alls
      Beyond the boundaries of the universe

Originally five postcard poems
     Sahst du nach dem Gewitterregen den Wald
     Did you see the forest after the thunderstorm

1913

I.      March 31, Wien 

Each song is short
      Seele, wie bist du schöner
      Soul, how much more beautiful are you

Instead, if I paused as a way to being
Becoming more with the meadow
Was this shared being thereby made
Joyful delightful, perhaps good, and
In the same way made not-beautiful?

The cicada are singing again.

This morning the meadow’s
Grass glistened in moonlight
Fireflies danced before dawn.
Did I pause devoid of all interest
With no sense of need, self-
Fulfilled, only taking note of an
Aspect of being that can be
Defined as beautiful, but fills
No absence, prompts no approval?