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Decimal Point

The origins of intelligence polarise defiantly
nature or nurture,
inheritance or investment?
Does education amplify pre-recorded soundtrack
or environment write brilliant original score.

At university concepts somersault on high wire theory
linear algebra, integral calculus, wave mechanics
the behaviour of x-rays bent by crystal geometry
most slink away
few, very few trapeze giddily – no net.
Such people will never know mystery
for them there is no magic
cigarette lighter is engineering, never fire.
Shepherded into special enclaves
they advanced from the retreating mass
of greater density.

Envy would sometimes wish, then sigh, knowing
Cinderella has no place at this ball.
Princes and princesses waltzed at high court
married consorts of tenure, and were gone.



Most of my life has been spent on the bench, occasionally called into the game by extravagance or attenuation. Waiting has turned a loner into a recorder - nondescript and inconsequential, more not noticed than overlooked - the non-vantage point of children not yet considered old enough to understand. Orphaned Islands (Un)poetry is a lifetime of picking anecdotes up and not throwing them away. Stories collected like odds and ends placed in a box in the basement, the garage, the garden shed - uncertain as to what their use might be but knowing that one day there might be one.