Dailies 3/29/17: jam jars, an abandoned block factory in Arkansas, a one-and-twenty-year-old, & what is rescue?



 Tadeusz Dabrowki – Jam Jars

In classical physics, the past is assumed to exist as
a definite series of events, but according to quantum
physics…only as a spectrum of possibilities.

—Stephen Hawking


Too often they kept on surfacing suddenly, stifling
like a blazing summer in childhood, scalding like the first
stranger’s touch, enticing like all those whoreson
numbers in an old address book, like music and singing
audible at twilight from a distant part of town.

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Grace Bauer – Oceanic 


What is rescue?

Who (or what) needs

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Elizabeth Lindsey Rogers – Abandoned Block Factory, Arkansas

All that is left
unaccounted for:
elegance married
to rust. On the roof, rain
dwelling in the corrugations.

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A.E. Housman – A Shropshire Lad: XIII

When I was one-and-twenty
I heard a wise man say,
‘Give crowns and pounds and guineas
But not your heart away;
Give pearls away and rubies
But keep your fancy free.’
But I was one-and-twenty,
No use to talk to me.

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