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I Know That I Know Nothing

The little ones run away
Off to hide in Socrates cave
Run run run oh little ones
As I expand the Infinite dot universe
I lay down my spear
I shake my martini
After battle I hug my exotic genie
I bask in the glory and praise of the Greek Gods
The beauty of creation surrounds me
The eternal universe
Caressing quantum theory
As dark matter dances in my head
The big bang
I am the orator with no wisdom
I shall drink from the cup of knowledge
The poison shall set me free

Copyright © Arthur Vaso | Year Posted 2015

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Andrea Dietrich Date: 10/10/2015 10:14:00 AM Yep, seen this one too. Ok one more try! Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 10/10/2015 8:37:00 PM Hi Andrea, dont you just love that? When I go on purpose to find some old poems of poets I like often I come to one I read before, goes to show how powerful a Title can be! Also I love reading poems a second time, sometimes over time you get a different feel of the poem! hugs!

Eve Roper Date: 5/17/2015 10:17:00 PM You have always fasinated me with your work. Outstanding piece Arthur a 7 :~) hugs Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 5/17/2015 10:21:00 PM You are so kind, I think it must be in the blood! hugs

Allan Koven Date: 5/5/2015 3:16:00 PM I am the orator with no wisdom. This line describes many of us. But your whole poem is insightful. However, the poison does not set me free. I lives on and on... Allan Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 5/10/2015 9:31:00 PM Thank you Allan, and may you have many years ahead!!!!! Thanks Cheers!

Andrea Dietrich Date: 5/4/2015 4:21:00 PM If it means what I think it means, it is certainly ironic (his way of thinking) A bit hard to fathom but wow, I loved the genie line and the final line. Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 5/10/2015 9:30:00 PM Thank you so much Andrea

Kp Nunez Date: 5/3/2015 9:14:00 AM Well, then, dear orator, as the world is your stage, might as well refine your vocal speech while we, the audience, sit back and enjoy and ruminate about what little knowledge we can all share while enjoying a cuppa. A fine sip you gave us there. Kim :) Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 5/3/2015 8:21:00 PM Well is you really want to enjoy Rumi......... I will have to work on that! He was a great Persian poet!

Gary Bateman Date: 5/3/2015 3:50:00 AM Hello Arthur, I certainly endorse your poem here in every respect. A most wonderful write indeed!! I agree with Dave below: I think I would prefer exile and to be around to write for future generations. Socrates is/was quite interesting!! Best Always, Gary Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 5/3/2015 8:19:00 PM Thank you so much Gary

Jill Spagnola Date: 5/2/2015 11:49:00 PM Awesome! The more I know, the more I realize that I don't now jack. Knowledge is Power! Jill Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 5/3/2015 8:19:00 PM Now really, I must say, this sounds like a lie, I mean come on, you do not know Jack? How can you say that!!!! You two are famous!!!!!!!!! Jack & Jill, LOL

Casarah Nance Date: 5/2/2015 4:16:00 PM Okay I admit, I have no idea who Socrates was, but I feel that this poem stands for someone who believes his level of genius was too enormous for the world, it sounded pretty arrogant to me that one would rather die than to be surrounded by the world and her parts. That is what I gathered from this, but I could be far off. Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 5/2/2015 7:25:00 PM Ah well the life of Socrates and his student Plato are indeed interesting, and I think one could discuss them almost to eternity. Of course a poem, about such topics, is like the tip of an iceberg, it only wets the taste buds to know more. However your thinking in some ways is along the thinking of Crito, so you are in good company!

Catherine Labeau Date: 5/2/2015 1:31:00 PM really the sacrifice of the child the big bang of the martini a smile a blink of an eye we know to enjoy the gift with satire if needed and a warm heart looking in the mirror of eternity a vortex of continuity with no escaping the smell of the flowers and the knowledge to rule the ignorance of the shitty gift to have to take a shit. my little drop of bitter in the tonic of gin Login to Reply

Jan Allison Date: 5/2/2015 12:58:00 PM I have to admire your style Arthur although some would not appreciate the humor in this write and may be shaken but not stirred:-) I can relate to the title I too know that I know nothing! Hugs Jan xx Login to Reply