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Godel's Ghost











We,
the aged fragments
of hope, fear, love and loss,
on this last tree
wait,
watching vultures
devour their last meal.



The desert before us
stretches
from dreams to desire.



Your eyes burn,
pierce the horizon,
wager its curve.



None:
there’s no return.



Some:
we meet ourselves again.




…




as withered plants
wager only on rain.



…



You wait for Godel’s ghost to recant,


I wait
for you.






Author notes

Prewrite with Burnt at Both Ends.


Godel was a logician from the early 20th century. He proved Godel's incompleteness theorem which says that no finite set of axioms is sufficient. That is, given any finite set of axioms, there is at least one statement that can't be proven true or false.

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  • apples fell
    August 12, 2008

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    I came here and was very happy to find good stuff.
    Now you wrote this with someone else right?
    Or am I need reading the authors notes correctly...Regardless, I loved the opening stanza. The end felt so quick and cutting, which is a very specific change compared to the rest. It's almost a few poems, tied gently in the middle with emotional rope, the fabric that sting our hands when we pull it too tight. What a picture also, that really does the piece justice. very neat and most worthy of the cup, I'm sure.

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  • wendy
    May 19, 2008

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    Genius! "You wait for Godel’s ghost to recant," this line gives such an interesting twist and sums it up also. Love is always uncertain and so are relationships when they don't work out. I guess we're all to eager to find one final answer when yes and no are either and neither. I really like the artwork. That's gotta be an original one of yours, Birchy.


  • porksnorkel
    April 9, 2008

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    I love how you follow "meal" with "desert", subtlely implying "dessert" of course.

    and of course the answer is:

    your waiting is equally futile.

    and all bets are won eventually

  • silverfish
    March 18, 2008

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    phish's axiom: if you lube it with white grease an axiom turns as smoothly and efficiently as a phrase in a fantastic poem. -nascarphish


  • Patpowers silver member
    March 10, 2008

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    Nice work on the imagery that you presented in this. Good one!


  • Celtic Legend
    March 1, 2008
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    wow wonderful imagery!

  • davidwright silver member
    January 26, 2008

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    A very interesting poem, nicely done. There's much about existence that cannot be proved true or false as well. Happy trails

  • Justin3
    January 15, 2008
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    Very intelligent write and the form is brilliant, its also well thought out and sincere.Great work!


  • kvwriter silver member
    January 9, 2008

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    A bit dark and disturbing. That said, I found it captivating. Interesting. That real life kind of stuff. Sorry to hear about your dog and other pet losses. Been there. Not easy. You two do great work together. Always--Kel "hey!"


  • EvilKate
    January 7, 2008

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    Now this is damn good poetry.

    No critique I have could do this justice. The metaphor is just perfect.

  • Suzanne Dia
    December 31, 2007

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    I forgot to ask if you did that doodle..
    And that last line, killer




  • Cat gold member
    December 30, 2007

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    i just love this- i think it is as freaking creative as the contest which bore it-

    so many elements all leading to the desert, to the withering dryness- to eachother.

    just wonderful

    m

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