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    Many Worlds: A Collection of Poems
    Many Worlds: A Collection of Poems
    Many Worlds: A Collection of Poems
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    Many Worlds: A Collection of Poems

    By James A. Heffernan

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    The poetry in this volume is an amalgamation of physics and anthropology, and a multitude of other subjects. "Sublime Chaos," "Soup," and "Spiritual Marble" are just a taste of these 80 alluring poem titles. The reader is invited to mingle with concepts from the mundane to the spiritual, any interpretation of which is both welcome and encouraged.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBookBaby
    Release dateMar 13, 2019
    ISBN9781543964820
    Many Worlds: A Collection of Poems

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      Many Worlds - James A. Heffernan

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      Actium

      In time we hate that which we often fear.

      —William Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra

      Open the sea lanes!

      Caesar draws near!

      Agrippa the Commander

      Slices the Mediterranean

      Ptolemy weeps in his cradle

      As the crash and sweep of battle

      Begins to rage

      Ionia trembles

      As a young Augustus primes fate

      Agrippa moving the legions around

      Like chess pieces and chaff

      Antonius and his bride

      Engaged but outmaneuvered

      Drawing a horseshoe in latter battle

      Their escape was sealed

      The battle won, an Emperor crowned

      By and by

      The happy vibrations of Pax Augusta a faint early tremor

      As the fugitives seek their lives

      And lose them honorably

      A rival Antony, and any other

      To be quashed with prejudice

      So that we draw near to heat

      Which burns in fear, and scalds in threat

      History is broad gossip

      Yet Caesar is no trifle

      Imperator and princeps

      A dictator; benevolent, brutal, fearful, confident

      Emperor

      Does he do good after Actium, or ill?

      Add Age

      We’ve never lived for a day

      The world spins on, indifferent

      Funny, time slips away

      And we don’t know what life meant

      The only rule at play

      Seems to be change, impermanence

      We surely don’t have a say

      Despite all our dear brilliance

      One man sees birth

      Love, beauty, possibility

      Another man sees death

      Oblivious tranquility

      Yet another treads the road

      That winds on the razor’s edge

      Somehow trudging with the load

      Along that lonesome ledge

      We have the old saying

      Time stops for no one

      We’re but children playing

      With nowhere to run

      Perhaps best to be keeping

      Death in our awareness

      Some feel it is sleeping

      Not awake, in fairness

      Automaton

      Clockwork determinism

      Freedom’s infinite price

      Automatic entities

      Would not choice be nice?

      Free will is but a phantom

      A ghost inside the shell

      Phantasmagoric qualia

      A kind of living hell

      A sinister machine

      (Poorly oiled locally)

      Dualism roosts here

      In human matters focally

      Awareness only trivial

      An epiphenomenon

      A deus ex machina

      Each man a cog – a pawn

      May I suggest a point here:

      If all is bound by fate

      Who can make a determination

      That carries any weight?

      The Birth of a Free Nation

      What does one mean by free?

      One had to be waiting to see

      A new nation’s birth

      Revolution for Earth

      Would we see all our enemies flee?

      Taming a vast land, wild

      And the colonists, they would get riled

      Life wasn’t easy

      Fevers made queasy

      In the end, we reared Liberty’s child

      But not before the greatest trial

      A drama unfolding within, while

      The British got pissed

      We were breaking the tryst

      What a petulant, crass little isle!

      Seventeen-hundred and seventy-six

      To old mother England we sent in the fix

      War was unbosomed!

      Freedom had blossomed!

      We were soon, though, to take a few licks

      Revolution ruled the day

      Good terrorism was okay

      Washington here

      Lafayette there

      We almost got lost in the fray

      But old Lafayette, and his men at Yorktown

      Executed with cunning an old-fashioned beat-down

      Washington was relieved

      Cornwallis was aggrieved

      And America won its renown

      Our peace with England tenuous

      Our Congress’ dealings strenuous

      Pretty soon we would see

      What would turn out to be

      A model others would defend to us

      A Constitution! was then written up

      A Bill of Rights, too, overflowed from the cup

      A model for all

      The Union can’t fall!

      Look – our nation was still just a pup

      Over the years, it became quite hard

      To stay out of war (still scarred)

      But a path we would find

      We were then of a mind

      To keep the Brits out of

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