Scarecrow Contemplates Pi
At the moment you snipped away
my reticence, I spoke so eloquently
that even the stones wept at your
indifference. As you arranged my
pose and buttoned the shirt
around the wire and fodder
replenishing my torso, I understood
your roots and mine should never
merge: transcendental, and in
collusion with the irrational, we
circles cannot be squared. And
how must I reconcile my unheard
words? The longer I speak the
greater their magnitude – a balloon
expanding in volume retains its
ratio – one day my words will sift
through your filters and you will
at last receive them. I pull this
particular comfort close – that
patterns and frequencies and
tendencies become law, that the
fleshless and soulless, the mute
and misunderstood, the powerless,
the different, nevertheless will be
heard. But what of love? How may I
contend to feel, to know that which
is your right? A nervous system
conducts electrical and chemical
impulses, yet lacking these, my
coreless heart sags at the thought
of your departure. I am no man.
Is this truly not enough?
“Scarecrow Contemplates Pi” first appeared with two companion pieces in Eclectica in summer 2016.
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One of my favorites. Loved it then; love it now.
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I’m so pleased it still works for you!
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“we circles cannot be squared”
Scarecrow seems to ponder the formula: ‘pie are squared’
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Yes, Scarecrow is quite the philosopher. 🙂
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…and mathematician (who needs a mere man…)!
❤
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He’s fairly well rounded (except for the internal organ thing).
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Haha! I’ll take your word for it…
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Never the twain shall meet (or merge?)
Nice touch with the speech balloon. There’s a picture at Wiki for “speech balloon” showing its predecessor – words on a band or scroll of paper. I can imagine Scarecrow’s thoughts (and now words) written on the straw sprouting from his neck, wrists and ankles.
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I like that visual – the words leaking out everywhere!
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The turn 2/3rds the way through onto the theme of love is so sharp, like a tight bend in the road, an unexpected but satisfying switch of focus.
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Ever the romantic, Scarecrow is a realist at heart. If he had a heart.
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Sir i have only read a few of your poems, that too only through this blog. But i am a great fan. the themes, the imagery, the words are so excitingly different from others. I am an amateur at poetry and your work is truly inspirational. thank you for sharing .
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I am honored, Antony. Thank you. Keep writing, keep reading!
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I am honored that you replied sir. If it is not too much to ask for please do visit my blog and give my poems a read. If you think its worth then please like or comment or I dont know . thank you sir.
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I’ll certainly visit your blog, Antony.
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Thank You so much Sir. I am honored
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May Scarecrow live forever! He does indeed have a brain, and a heart.
I so much enjoy that eloquent speaker!
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Scarecrow embraces impermanence, but he’ll keep thinking as long as he can. 😀
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” but he’ll keep thinking as long as he can. 😀”
I’m glad!!!
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