Cosmic Fireflies Poem by Denis Mair

Part 2: I’m wondering if you’re referring to humans as being the only “sentient species” on earth? I understood that sentient means being alive and able to feel, which I guess is true of all creatures with a central nervous system.

Part 3: Did you perhaps mean to use one word that differentiates us from animals? I’m struggling to find one. Thought of “intelligent” - animals are too; “savant” with the idea of being conscious of being conscious, but it apparently refers to a type of autism. Not sure. By the way, I read this - “what makes our minds unique: language, foresight, mind reading, intelligence, culture, and morality.” Would you agree?

I think I should research cosmic fireflies to better grasp this great sublime poem in brevity. The title is very intellectually poetic and attractive to me. Those that fuse atoms to make terrible weapons ah very sad whoever they are. They should fuse atoms to make more telescopes instead. Kudos. Plz do review my newest poem too titled, ' smart phones and flashy cars....'

A great message here. Exploration is good but not at the cost of humanity. Together we can build a better world. The urge to conquer the far-off worlds might estrange us to what's within reach. Well penned.

A sad outcome of mankind to always look beyond the poverty, injustice, evil and cruelty. To want to conquer new territories when people are being destroyed as the war for power is forever. We have to create a better world before we destroy new planets. An outstanding write.

I'm into me a secret mine, sentient treasure walking on me, a pavement of thinking maybe a knowledge or light I learn every atom of inside with insight sometimes imperceptibly I come out and behave outside as the light of power to prove and acquire the limitation of unlimited dream, compose a battle of biased argument or shed the cosmic ignorant blo0d!

Fireflies! ! Life, Earth, mankind and other planets. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

I love the message of this poem. This is how I felt reading it: Why do we spend so much money and energy to find out what happens to far away stars and celestial bodies. We really see only lights and darkness alternating, and interpret perhaps completely wrongly from our very limited conceptual framework of what it present on earth. Why we spend so much energy on fusing atoms, when our simple problems of not enough love and care among ourselves are not yet solved. Excellent poem, Denis.