Asimov's SF, February 2011 by February 2011

Author:February 2011
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2011-07-10T14:01:42+00:00

Poetry: FLICKER by Uncle River

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Flicker

In fair weather or foul,

Someone must steer the ship.

To what port or purpose,

Justly or unjustly, well,

That we can debate.

But to any goal or purpose,

And not to founder in storm,

It is as much madness,

Or childish, irresponsible,

To neglect to steer the ship

As to claim to steer the wind

Or to own the sea.

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Old metaphors speak the same

Language as our bodies.

But a world spun so fast

That future shock is

A worn out cliche

Confuses Time’s fashion show

Of shared experience,

Intensity of every shade and shape,

With the sea itself,

Of whose current wave

The size and awesome curve

Obscures sight of

Who knows what

Language for eternal generator

Of sea and wind and fashion

To fracture the metaphors

By which we

Thought we ruled the sky

And forgot to steer any course.

—Uncle River

Copyright (c) 2010 Uncle River

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