Three Poems

From Quantumfoam to Realism Memes

The particles array themselves in universal schemes.

For what binds dust mite to the elephant

But a template's logic, elegant,

Whether a nucleus in cell embedded

Or black hole to its cluster wedded.

The kernel of a thought philosophy begets,

And singularity, infinity of sets.

For what is space and what is time, so treasured?

What man, the golden mean, has measured.

Within the mind's galactic will to know

Burns the eternal quest, "Why is it so?"

-- Kate Jones, 2017

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