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Mike Barrett

(June,1943 / Saint John, New Brunswick, Canada)

Words [1963]

The beginning
The thought.

The thought
The Being.

No beginning
This being -
No end -
The fifth dimension,
Father of the four -
Einstein's one,
Descartes co-ordinate three!

' O setting sun,
Forever are we,
Darwin's scum descendants,
Christ's fish,
Cursed to dwell
In the darkening shadows
Of your fading self?
Never will we see the light?
The growing dawn?
The day?

- -

Oh to live
By the light
Of noon
In this deceitful dusk! '

In our dimension
When each his fourth
Intersects the fifth
Shall he see the Son?
Shall eternal truths
Be illumined
And order over chaos


Without convex
Cannot exist.

Death itself
On birth
Is likewise
Just so bent.

Consider a life
The width
Of the curvèd

Awahaah! Awahaah! Awahaah!

One bold wide line.


'How natural he looks,
Hands clasped. '
'The make-up job is great! '
'Did you know those
Beads are real pearl? '

'John was such a fine fine fellow! '
' A pillar of the Church he was! '
'Don't you just love these wakes! '
'A toast to you and me. '
'A dime for a candle? -
Sorry, I haven't the change. '

* * * * *

The beginning
The thought.
The thought
The Being
No beginning
This Being,
No end -
The fifth dimension,
Father of the four,
Einstein’s one,
Descartes co-ordinate three.

Sanctus. Sanctus. Sanctus.

Are the faithful.
Is the earth!

© M. Barrett – all rights reserved

Submitted: Saturday, November 16, 2013
Edited: Saturday, November 23, 2013

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I wrote this in 1963. Being 20 at the time, I had contemplated on life, its purpose and our purpose in being here. This was the product of that contemplation.

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