The Luster of Gold
“God does not play dice.”
Albert Einstein on Quantum Mechanics
I order another glass
of wine after calculating
the odds my date
will be late
for dinner.
While at the bar
my phone jiggles
and I learn she’s lost.
She blames GPS
but the probabilities
calculated by her phone
and the satellites
in distant orbits
cancel out.
The universe plays dice
and we bet the pass line
to determine our position
on this dying planet
or where the tumors
in our aging bodies lie.
Quantum mechanics seems impractical
in our Newtonian world
but it gives gold its luster
and brings beauty to my sight—
eventually.
(From Monday’s Living Poetry Prompt, “Practical“.)
eventually… says it all
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Thanks!
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I like it a lot!
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I’m glad. Interesting how the same prompt produces wildly different poems.
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Our perception makes it interesting
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Indeed. One could say poetry is all about perception.
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I tend to agree with that. And i like the surprises how reader interprets
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