Diane Hine Poems
A deviation split our primate past
and catalysed the rise of modern man.
Inquirers scan a triple epoch span
to piece together how it came to pass:
A sentry's vision, thanks to an upright stance,
a language sharp enough to share a plan,
a hoard of weapons tooled by strong-thumbed hands
and fire, the coup de grâce, the master blast.
But one essential foible antecedes
this suite of skills and moved us to escape
our cousins' fate: an unappeasable need
and will to engineer our future state.
Inherent restiveness sufficed to seed
triumphant man, the ...
Sonnet 1: Hypothetical
If freshly cloned, with memories intact
Unable hence to occupy one ground
Our senses would not duplicate exact
the information beaming from around.
A plentitude of photons would collide
(Read physics to explain precisely how)
And steadily our shared thoughts would divide
To render subtle change in either brow.
But over time our paths may fly apart