https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/section-580-dmv-poems en 2005-2012 shakespearesmonekys@gmail.com 42.65593 -71.33391 Sat, 13 Jun 2026 11:53:02 GMT yacs http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss 70 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8294-chaotic-string-theory https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8294-chaotic-string-theory The strings vibrate,and the electric pulse flows and vibes giving a warming electron glow, like the mists after the big bang. The pulse continues on through the unnatural circuitry of man, maybe sounding organic,maybe buzzing like bees trappedinside a giant brown blender. Waves burst forth buzz-saw like,cutting through cones,washing the crowd in revelationand in pinched squealing, cuttingthrough as electric nails on chalkboard. Emotive energy peaks and breaksin sharp ninths, rebounding off the walls and dying, trailingaway as harsh demons with wailing banshee overtones. Falling and disappear intothe bodies and sink awayuntil the ... more Joe R DMV Poems Sat, 19 Apr 2008 21:53:37 GMT /section-580-dmv-poems#comments 1 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8294 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8294 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8294 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8295-tea-time-in-north-cambridge https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8295-tea-time-in-north-cambridge Steam rises from a cup of Barry’s tea,the sink is full of the day’s dishes,yorkshire pudding still scents the airmingled with the smell of burned gaslike many old Cambridge apartments.    She inhales the tannic scent whilethe radio squawks a thick brogue andgrand children run about the yard.At half of five, their Mum calls them in.She smiles proudly at her husband,happy for the company and thrilledthat they are here, in a welcoming land Joe R DMV Poems Fri, 18 Apr 2008 23:53:58 GMT /section-580-dmv-poems#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8295 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8295 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8295 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8293-mind-play https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8293-mind-play Our skill to reason is human definedCreate imagination, mind at playAll that we sense is perceived with the mind Invent laws, society rules that bindLogic and debate our endless wordplayOur skill to reason is human defined Melody and rhythm lines that unwindVisions of grandeur with color obeyAll that we sense is perceived with the mind Science prevails, nature’s secrets we findWhisper of secrets, universe hearsayOur skill to reason is human defined Genius to write of a madness inclinedOver our thoughts the images hold swayAll that we sense is perceived with the mind Tones and shapes, the waves make us blind ... more Joe R DMV Poems Fri, 18 Apr 2008 23:50:17 GMT /section-580-dmv-poems#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8293 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8293 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8293 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8292-bees https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8292-bees I have bees,fleeting,small,difficult to grasp. They are quantum bumble bees,winking in and out of existence. Flashing from a very small bang in my mind.Appearing, disappearing at will,raising ideas that occasionally crash,releasing creative energy. If the bees were in a box, I could not measure them,except for the occasional flotsam and jetsam,that rises to the surface and expands,to yield incidental thoughts. If I opened the box and measured,The bees would loose existence, and Schrödinger would laugh inside.An escape that could not be reversed. I ... more Joe R DMV Poems Fri, 18 Apr 2008 23:37:08 GMT /section-580-dmv-poems#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8292 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8292 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8292