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The Dying Wasp

She vibrates, a chassis minus shock absorption. A painting, the nude descends a staircase, rings of Saturn etched in a vacuum tube. Or Eniac of twisted cords and switchboards. She isn't programmed to see light beams spraying through the trees, nor silver bearings of morning dew. There are no bees plunging like pistons in the flowers, no circuit board on the step. She climbs the jamb as a bot returning to its task. Monitors flicker as nanoseconds pass unnoticed, but the galaxy ends at the lintel. She's a child of Mir, suspended upside down in a universe where falling isn't death, but the failure of electrodes. Then silent as a dead star she descends. All drives cease functioning. She is still as a scarab, the light years casting sand dunes on sphinxes, until legs spasm as though coding a final matrix for iron butterflies waiting to be born.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 12/22/2019 2:51:00 PM
Dale congrats on your win!;)
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Date: 1/3/2019 9:28:00 PM
Superb write, Dale ... I know I've said it before, but can never say it enough - your work NEVER disappoints. There are a literal handful of people here who I am guaranteed a bounty whenever I click on a poem of theirs, and you're on that short list. This is extraordinary, and easily deserving of 1st place ... I won't refer to the N/A, other than to say it was clearly an oversight. Into my favs, and congrats on your win with this masterpiece of ambiguity and imagination. Blessings, my friend!
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Dale Gregory Cozart
Date: 1/4/2019 8:27:00 AM
Thank you so much, Greg, you are too kind.
Date: 1/2/2019 10:48:00 PM
I like the reference to the classic 'Nude' painting, the 'child of Mir' and the Sphinxes, eons of wisdom conveyed in this poignant write, Congratulations on your win!
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Dale Gregory Cozart
Date: 1/3/2019 8:00:00 AM
Thanks, Michelle.
Date: 1/2/2019 8:46:00 PM
Thank you for sharing this in my contest.
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Dale Gregory Cozart
Date: 1/3/2019 8:01:00 AM
Thank you, Rob.
Date: 6/8/2017 7:18:00 PM
Nice poem, but what does "keying a last matrix, for iron butterflies, waiting to be born." mean?
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Date: 5/29/2017 7:23:00 AM
that is one "slow down - back up - engage the synapses - and fall - into the depths of beauty". This got me from the title to the last lines....
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Dale Gregory Cozart
Date: 5/29/2017 8:24:00 AM
Thanks, John!!

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