The exclamation point as we know it
perhaps appeared first on wall of a cave
where hunter with spear was poised to throw it
at woolly mammoth, in a manner brave,
seen in cavern French; then to his dismay,
one witnesses onward deeper inside
the would-be slayer get trampled by prey,
alone and bereft of his prior pride.
So went an article with the surmise
that this was followed by reference mark
pinpointing the danger to emphasize
the menace of death, in a warning stark!
‘Twas claimed to resemble symbol with dot
topped by a line in direction of sky.
Whether the story is valid or not,
it furthered my search to demystify
the origins of point exclamation,
more often presumed to joy indicate
from Latin ‘io', for figuration
with o below i thus to annotate.
The word meant ‘hurray', while in time the sign
had a smaller o, which a dot became
underneath, or so assumptions opine,
to express intensity as its aim.
Let us move on to the galaxy pair
that are certain to crash and merge someday
espied in Boötes the Herdsman's lair,
which bring to mind in empyrean way
the designation for cries of surprise,
coming just after a vehement phrase
(defined ecphonesis rhetoricwise) ,
called VV three forty, sure to amaze!
Chandra and Hubble were image sources,
purple for first; second, red, green, and blue.
Though in early stage, collision courses
are causing the cosmic hullabaloo
of a galactic amalgamation
that is inescapably taking place
with countenance huge of perturbation
in the boundless beyond of outer space!
Arp three zero two is also a term
for the spiral duo interacting
until they eventually will squirm
through gravitational pull impacting
into a sizable combination
four hundred fifty million light-years far
punctuating their scrape by formation,
as earthlings peer from the roost where we are.
But this won't jell for a few million years.
Who knows by that time what morrows may dawn
replete with a host of sorrows and cheers?
Meanwhile our Goldilocks saga goes on…
Oh Arp three zero two, do you shout out
to mortals immersed in visions opaque
that nature's forces offhandedly flout,
‘Hey humankind, heed which pathways you take! '
As you look upon us from your vast height
captured in clutches of gravity mad,
a dyad in throes of pitiless plight,
might you be bellowing, ‘yikes! ' or ‘egad! '?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem