Edward Nudelman
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Matrices of pixels, each dot depending on the next dot.
Two birds times one updraft equals sum of lift and glide.
Graph the sun's fall as a function of a gnat's perception
of time. Are there only a hundred suns in a gnat's life?
...
I was splicing a nucleotide
when Thayer walked in with
visitors perusing the lab
for bells and whistles.
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The best team won, but nobody knows how.
Studying the film, you begin to see
chinks and cracks, fault-lines
invariably leading to earthquakes−
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Avogadro's number, sand and stars, buttons
on the universe's dark coat. Pi's repeating infinitum
crafting a new language based on a circle argument.
Planck and Einstein, big C and little h, humongous
...
I think I can see my bedroom's peeling wallpaper,
the gaps around my bed, the penned-in notes
to Lynnette and later Marla. I can hear the night's creepy
hush interrupted by my alarm clock's sticking second-hand,
...
A hawk's view of a field in the last hour of light.
To understand limitless reach, a concept
withheld from those who are not birds.
To differentiate ocean from water, space
...
I must have gotten up every ten minutes
checking carbon monoxide levels.
Sometimes it seems nothing happens
until everything happens; a sudden storm,
...
Blue fall of night, stillness
behind an eye. In the fifteenth
hour I stop invoking selfhood
and splayed Byron on his spine.
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The dying ant clings
to a dying ant,
the sheep to her sacrifice.
She bleats for it in a green
...
I never met Schrodinger's cat,
but I'm sure I would have liked him,
for his ability to thwart Dr. X,
his magic bag turning from escalator
...
In the equation, one speaks
of normal force as something
met on the street—a gentle wind
nudging from behind, a friend
...
The golden bowl is almost broken,
though it still supports a fine hat.
Mom slips slowly and surely out to sea,
lost memory's red tide obliterating
...
My father abandoned me.
Left me for hours
with the Saturday morning weirdoes
...
A dampness in the air.
Railroad tracks
entering a field.
A fence along the edge
...
Edward Nudelman Biography
" Thin Places, " is forthcoming from Salmon Poetry in 2022. " Out of Time, Running, " was published by Harbor Mountain Review in 2015. “What Looks Like an Elephant” was published in 2011 by Lummox Press, receiving Second Place honors for the Indie Lit Awards Book of the Year. 'Night Fires, ' Pudding House Press,2009, was a semifinalist for the Journal Award OSU Press . Nudelman appeared as one of nine poets in the anthology, “Casting the Nines” 2009, Pudding House . Nudelman's poems have recently appeared in Cortland Review, Valparaiso Review, Chiron Review, Evergreen Review, OCHO, Poets and Artists, Ampersand, Syntax, The Atlanta Review, Mipoesias, Plainsongs, Tears in the Fence, Floating Bridge Press, The Orange Room Review, The Penwood Review, and many other journals. Nudelman has received numerous awards for his poetry including Finalist in the 2019 Atlanta Review International Poetry Contest, Runner-up in Passager 2019 Poetry Contest, winner in Goodreads Poem of the Month Feb,2012 , Pushcart Nomination in 2010 and finalist in the Aesthetica Magazine Creative Works Competition 2011. Nudelman is a noted cancer research biologist with over 60 published papers in top-tier journals. He has owned and operated an internationally recognized rare bookshop since 1980. He has authored several bibliographic books on American art Pelican Publishers . A native of Seattle, Nudelman is currently working and living just north of the University District in North Seattle.)
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Linear Equations
Matrices of pixels, each dot depending on the next dot.
Two birds times one updraft equals sum of lift and glide.
Graph the sun's fall as a function of a gnat's perception
of time. Are there only a hundred suns in a gnat's life?
Graph darkness versus its tendency to lighten.
There are rows of atoms in rows of cells in rows of corn.
The volume of air in a cave is greater than all its parts.
Ask a spelunker to differentiate light's vector.
Follow that course. Graph the activity of a winter bird
as a function of ambient temperature.
Graph all of the molecules in the universe
as a function of size: its integral is somewhere between
one and infinity, but not the middle number.
Balance the equation: entropy equals one heartbeat
divided by zero, and then explain to me why heat
will not flow from a colder body to a hotter body.
You should be dead, but you aren't. Graph that.
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