Emergence Poem by Robert Charles Howard

Emergence



Before first life -
a sea of primal broth.

Before the child
a seeded egg shook and split.

Before men spoke -
only utterance and signs.

Before bridled fire -
a raw and frigid world.

Before awareness
subsistence sufficed.

With reflection
came experience recalled.

Myriad thresholds
reached and transcended.

How strange
that we move our pens to essence.

Stranger still
that we are here at all.

June, 2007

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

Erudite and provoking. Oh, I like this! t x

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Scarlett Treat 06 July 2007

Ah, but it is the moving pens that keeps us moving (thinking?) forward, isn't it. The essence of our being is our ability to put pen to paper. Wonderful poem. I felt myself wading through the ooze a few times!

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Ted Sheridan 04 July 2007

Judging from what I witness in Washington D.C. every day all I see are men still uttering. Good write.

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Sandra Fowler 03 July 2007

The himan experience is always vital, vivid and moving forward toward that infinite light that, though distant, can always be glimpsed by the true poet's discerning eyes. Take care, my friend. Warmest regards, Sandra

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Max Reif 02 July 2007

many wonderful couplets, each containing vast fields of thought and summarizing epochs of human experience. The last couplet is the real capper. So true, and yes, I think the most important and amazing of all! Excellent work. (Now get back to writing your cantata!)

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Joseph Daly 01 July 2007

What can be added to Wendy's and Tara's comments? This couplet writing is either brilliant or crap. Thankfully this poem falls into the former. It seems an easy task to write in this style and maintain a flow of image throughout. It is difficult indeed. To emulate the craftsmanship and sheer beauty of this poem would take a brave person indeed. Wonderful Robert, truely wonderful.

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