Gutenberg Poems - Poems about Gutenberg

... In the field of communications, only two men truly stand out at the top, in my opinion: Johann Gutenberg and Bill Gates. The printing press spread knowledge and made books accessible t......

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... From Genes to Brains to Books Lap in words from these Brooks Pan ideas heavy to swirl analysis There, assimilate your anonymous Fill your Mind to cast first Editions Emulate Gutenberg's Im......

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... “Our being is descending into us from we know not whence. The most exact calculator has no prescience that somewhat incalculable may not balk the very next moment. I am constrained every......

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... “Strange Creatures and The Forest of Egregore” Where do we go - when our rosebuds stop still in the cold, unwanted, along the unopened road? we walk into the for......

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... "Distant" When winter came it came fast cold as a witch's t*t unwelcome and unwanted, we hesitate to move any further within the forest's interior alarm......

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... “Nothingness” Words lines drawn unending dusk to dawn characters recognised transcribed in the mind where voices unheard plant meaning wild ivy grows ......

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... "Poets are Us" The blood dripped off each piranha's sharpened fang acquiescing compliant with tragic complacency keep it neat and clean within the margins no ......

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... "The Broken Valkyrie" when the artificial sun replaced true Light, revolution was a forgotten Valkyrie, Liberty had been put to bed broken whore of ......

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... “Sacred Lakes” There is magic in your shaman bones stories shaken like strange mojo busy under cover of autumn leaves turning burnished to......

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... "50 Words for Poe: Temporal" "Labyrinthine mind within chalked bones of cranium lies the vestibule and shrine of broken sacraments - abs......

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... “In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.” Rumi ......

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...That an oral tradition has had such a lasting impact on humanity is astonishing. Since they first came out of the mouths of people, they have shot forth like an ever expanding bullet. Through th......

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...The Huns held us here For nigh on three years For which case we've been held libel They've fired their best And all for the rest Including the Gutenberg Bible As we hid in this trench The......

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...The drunken pen dips and swerves around curves on paper. Paper for the purpose of writing things—thoughts a pen brings. My cursive swings, wild and loopy. Oops! Too loopy. Took that curve too fast, r......

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...Who am I? I am not Fred Flintstone, nor am I Billy Goat Gruff, And I am not Will Shakespeare, nor a Scotsman named MacDuff; I am not Tom, I am not Dick, and surely am not Harry; Not Goldilocks, no......

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