When Old is New
by Kevin T McEneaney I’ve heard folks make fun of Homer and his “rosy-fingered dawn” trope, but those who say such things have little appreciation of dawn: its pristine hope,…
by Kevin T McEneaney I’ve heard folks make fun of Homer and his “rosy-fingered dawn” trope, but those who say such things have little appreciation of dawn: its pristine hope,…
by Kevin T McEneaney Does an infinity really exist? One runs into invisible quarks. One cannot divide space infinitely, yet space certainly can be quantified. * What happens if you…
by Kevin T McEneaney How can a point with no volume at all contain the volume of infinite space? One second after the immense Big Bang the journey to infinity…
by Kevin T McEneaney I, who sang of astronomy and kindness, now sing manifold virtues of the slug, a shell-less terrestrial gastropod— a form of crawling, slouching mollusc, a polyphyletic…
by Kevin T McEneaney How often do you worship your TV? Do you adore news, sports, or movies? How many stations do you find obnoxious? Do you watch wrestling, boxing,…
by Kevin T McEneaney It is hard to write poetry at a conference about poetry. The doctors have their scalpels, their comparisons, their theories, their illustrative computer slides, rhythms analyzed…
by Kevin T McEneaney When I was a confused ten-year-old, there were two dimensions in my life: I played football with multiple concussions and my elbow shattered into thirty shards;…
by Kevin T McEneaney Your brain remains an obscure paradox: a huge filing cabinet of pictures, a lightning move in improvised chess game, an insouciant stroll in Spring downpour, a…
by Kevin T McEneaney Some insects are more active during night. There is as much pollination at night as compared to during daylight hours. * Nocturnal moths comprise the greatest…