Category Archives: Physics

Theology

Posted on Sunday, March 27th, 2016 11:39 am by John MacKenzie

These gods you chase into the gaps? Nothing. Nothing between atoms. Nothing under the bed.

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While the Wind Tangles Your Hair

Posted on Monday, March 14th, 2016 3:07 pm by John MacKenzie

I want to sit with you in the shade While the wind tangles your hair Listening to you talk of things that exist Listening to you talk about the spectrum The spectrum on which things are portrayed The arbitrary nature … Continue reading →

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Pissing Contest

Posted on Monday, October 6th, 2014 3:29 pm by John MacKenzie

At the edge of the cape late in August, with thoughts of autumn and school just starting to curl about their ankles—as the first thin, dark tendrils of the incoming tide begin to lash around the rocks below— two boys … Continue reading →

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Wednesday Morning in Spring

Posted on Thursday, May 22nd, 2014 11:39 am by John MacKenzie

At dawn (under the precise compass arc of the last half-round of moon, blackbirds and chickadees gather in a flutter of thin dark wings on the lagging lindens’ bare black branches of May to sing slight variations on their old songs … Continue reading →

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Video reading of Another Year in the Minors

Posted on Monday, May 5th, 2014 2:41 pm by John MacKenzie

Text here

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Another Year in the Minors

Posted on Thursday, May 1st, 2014 1:26 pm by John MacKenzie

April Between pitches, the left fielder counts the green threading slow through last year’s yellow grass May Behind him the lilacs shiver at his passage, scent each throw back to the infield with desire June Scuffing his toes at the … Continue reading →

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Nye-Nye Nye Nye-Nye Nye-Nye

Posted on Wednesday, February 5th, 2014 10:47 am by John MacKenzie

I don’t often wake up at 6 am (usually I’m just going to sleep at that time), but when I do, apparently, I watch Bill Nye debate creationist Ken Ham. This was hilarious viewing this morning. Ham’s constant straight-faced mangling … Continue reading →

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The Wild Geese are > Me, < You

Posted on Sunday, February 2nd, 2014 11:39 am by John MacKenzie

More than three months since we saw the wild geese threaded into the invisible needle of instinct pulling their long and mournful strands into divergence while calculus stitched every long wing and wingbeat precisely into place in the turbulent slipstream … Continue reading →

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Built of Bone (poems from old notebooks, November 2002)

Posted on Wednesday, October 16th, 2013 2:29 pm by John MacKenzie

Midnight takes a turn. Moonlight so white it might be Built of bone. Nothing moves But dreams also (of screaming). Consider: He is considering The house and its place in time, Its duration in space, its editions And additions. He … Continue reading →

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Everyday Math

Posted on Tuesday, October 15th, 2013 4:31 pm by John MacKenzie

The ring-billed gulls descending over the low tide slant of shingle toward dark mudflats are a litter of dirty-white scrap paper scrawled with derivatives measuring the changes of functions in differential equations. Across the harbour the calculus continues; considers a … Continue reading →

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Do Not Rouse Me From My Rest (poems from old notebooks, July 28, 2007)

Posted on Wednesday, October 2nd, 2013 2:57 pm by John MacKenzie

This could be a week of mostly old poems, as I’m struggling to make a sestina work. Bear with it. Do Not Rouse Me From My Rest Do not wake me now. In this dream I’m well-endowed with a brain … Continue reading →

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Late Afternoon Crow Sonnet

Posted on Wednesday, September 11th, 2013 12:02 pm by John MacKenzie

I’ve seen you here before, crow, your tattered pinions scrabbling at this patch of sky as if it were a slope of blue glacial ice you must climb before darkness scatters it with loosely embedded stars, precarious pitons. Slow down, … Continue reading →

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Blackberry Sonnet

Posted on Tuesday, September 10th, 2013 12:39 pm by John MacKenzie

Blackberry Sonnet Blackberries, I’ll study you through lenses of rain beads and dew shrinking under the sun, examine your intersecting spheres of night skies expanding round, plump, taut; find in the dark incidental sea of organic molecules swelling each drupelet … Continue reading →

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m1 • v1 + m2 • v2 = m1 • v1′ + m2 • v2′ (Momentum and Collisions)

Posted on Monday, August 19th, 2013 11:47 am by John MacKenzie

A white scar on onyx— and the stars like glass dust strewn by impact—the August moon, risen

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Water Lilies Sprawl

Posted on Wednesday, June 26th, 2013 1:39 pm by John MacKenzie

Water Lilies Sprawl As the breakwaters in the harbour calm the water’s chop and swell so these staggered trunks of trees break up and dissipate sound waves, keep a stillness in the cool of the woods even when the road … Continue reading →

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