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Saturday, October 11, 2014

Second Saturday's Sonnet

Toby

By Eric Meub

[Originally published on October 12, 2013]
 
 

Of course you’ll dine on anything: Good Dog.
What is the world to you but meat and grog?
According to philosophy you chew
because you’re finite: that’s what finite systems do.

The cosmos too is finite, we suppose:
Its energy is constant, science shows.
You could devour it all, and when you’re done,
Its correspondences will still be x-to-one.

Self-consciousness, alas, is not the same.
We spy the self who spies the self...a game
Of nesting dolls into infinity.
There’s little on that menu which appeals to me.

And so, physician, take another bite.
Remind us, all we really need is appetite.


Copyright © 2014 by Eric Meub
Eric Meub, architect, lives and practices in Pasadena. He is the adopted brother of the artist, Susan C. Price. They respect, in their different ways, the line.

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