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The Platform of Absolute Rest . . .

By Tara Hart | Posted 11/7/2001

. . . from which to measure the world
in a completely objective way
is what Newton called it,
but there's no such thing.
Blake told us to beware of such one-eyed vision
and then, finally, Einstein asked what the world would look like from astride a beam of light.

On EinsteinĂs train, going at light-speed,
you could see all sides of an object at once.
Picasso knew this, and Marinetti (known as ˘the caffeine of Europe÷!)
said paint the future, stop painting the past.

I want to do both.

Traveling with light, so furiously joyously incomprehensively fast,
the present dilates, so that all that was and will be
is contained in that moment.
A Nude was, is, and will be descending the staircase . . .
I heard they wouldn't let pregnant women into such exhibitions,
for fear that such paintings could cause miscarriages.

Please, put me on Einstein's train.
Let me look out the window.
I need to see all sides of everything at once,
I need to get my naked, fast, and fallen self down the damn stairs and out the door.
There is so much I need to mis-carry,
so much I need to let go.

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