Timesong 07 Pride Before A Treefall - Poem by Stewart McKenzie
Bishop Berkeley had it backwards
When he talked of treefall.
The quantum world needs privacy
To realize possibilities.
Peek and it freezes.
We are unwelcome voyeurs
It is we, not the tree, that cease to be
When there’s no-one about in the quad
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