Why Icarus Flew the Cuckoo's Nest

Why Icarus Flew the Cuckoo's Nest

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

            Semiotics

 

Books beget thoughts: or a ken first?

I’ve always imagined yearning to read

embryoniclike, along the vein

of the late-night yen for instant ramen --

my blue ribbon’s deoxy code --

allocation order to the self’s shelves

perusal of nature’s dark depths

masquerading among common senses …

 

 

            Somnus Aeternam

 

The clearest path to clarity:

Troth’s frothy pouring out of deities --

libations to a noesis

of thinkers tinkering with gods’ blueprints:

like Homer’s road map to Plato’s cave,

Virgil arguing against Augustine’s angels,

Spinoza’s hammer assault on Hobbes and Hume,

decanting Rawl’s notes to Fyodor’s underground.

 

 

            Parsnips & Cheddar

 

Daedalus awaking the good soldier

Costaguana from the solitude

of his remembrance of all things small and

   obscure,

catches the retired country gentleman

readying for India, brave new world of mice

and innocence, far from the mockingbird

prejudices of Yoknapatawpha …

the stony Helga trumpeting the flight of her wild

   geese.



Ken e Bujold

 

© 2023 Ken e Bujold


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Right now, I feel as if my mind is on fire, moving from facts and names known, thoughts melting from my once reasonable mind to - the reality of knowing my learning is scant, undisciplined and brain untrained. You make one want to know more by mentioning a word or title then nudging those interested to go from question to adventure, from the mountain to the valley. Seems I should, will.. slowly.

Posted 12 Months Ago




.. You are amazing Ken .. even more original than Darwin or Werthers .. how could you ever feel down or blue when you are clearly so well .. read :)

Posted 1 Year Ago


What a ride, from Homer to Faulkner with a side trip to philosopher junction tossed in. Really amazing.

Winston

Posted 1 Year Ago


Ken e Bujold

1 Year Ago

this could just as easily be called The Three Profs.
tip of hat to Bob Wallace, Linguist, wh.. read more
A late night yen for reading is such a healthy substitute to a midnight snack. Reading embryonicl ike is so relatable, it's such a clever and beautiful metaphor for an avid reader. I loved the very imaginative poem.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Beautiful writing. Enjoyed reading 🙂

Posted 1 Year Ago



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