Daniel Henry Rodgers Poet Lyric

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I was in the car the other day, and this idea came to me, and I spent the weekend writing this conundrum of knowing and wisdom.  It will not be for everyone because it is challenging and thought-provoking. By the way, each line is grammatically correct. I hope you enjoy my challenge.

My Conundrum presents a rhythmic and reflective exploration of the multifaceted nature of knowledge. The verses delve into questions of how, when, where, why, and whom one acquires understanding. The structured stanzas each unveil a different aspect of the puzzle. 

 

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Whirl of Wisdom for Knowing

How is it that you know it?
A spark, a flash, a sudden thought,
Is it that you know how?
In the silence, wisdom links ought.
Know you how it is that?
You know it is that how?
That is how you knew it!

When was it that you knew it?
A moment caught in time's swift motion,
Was it that you knew when?
Beneath the moon's pale watchful ocean.
It was that you knew when?
You knew it was that when?
That was when you knew it!

Where was it when you learned it?
In spaces where the wild winds swirl,
When was it you learned where?
Amidst the fields where knowledge gnarl.
It was when you learned where?
Was it when you learned where?
You learned it when was where!

Why is it that you learned what?
For reasons that the heart may beat,
What is it that you learned why?
Where streams of deep reflection create.
Is it why you learned what?
Learned what is it why you?
You learned why it is what!

Who wrote it and why it was that?
A scribe whose pen does gently row,
Wrote it who and why was that?
Across the sea of thought they scroll.
Why it was that and who wrote it?
It who wrote and why was that?
It was who that wrote it and why?

And why was it that who wrote it!
But in the end, does knowing change the fact?

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Candide Diderot May 25, 2024 at 4:47 AM Out of all the poems I have read in these "esteemed" pages, not just yours - this specific poem of yours rings the "truest" over the lot. This is a conversation purely between the higher self (the soul) and the poet/writer (the creative...it could be musician, painter, or ... for what we all are...plain old ordinary dick or jane). This poem is the best I have read, in a very long time; it resonates ... and validates. Daniel Henry Rodgers May 25, 2024 at 9:40 AM Hello Candide, thank you for your feedback. I believe that the true essence of art lies in this pure dialogue between the soul and the creator, regardless of medium. Your insight about the unchanging nature of facts is validating. Thank you for your thoughtful words. - Blessings, Daniel Candide Diderot May 25, 2024 at 4:53 AM responding to the "climax" in your poem ...knowing does not change the fact. A fact will remain a fact.