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RE: POETRY | DAY 33 | Travelling Man Blues

I’m saving this one. So much to think about here, said in such unique and deep ways. I think I could read this every day and discover something new.

I love the analogy of history repeating itself to a computer that only knows one language of ones and zeroes. Genius!

A couple of my favorite lines:

“And what are we but the sum of yesterday’s blues?”

‘Answers are plentiful, growing wildly as they do in the jungle, like religous barbituates...”

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Yes there is a lot packed into this one. There is a sense (at least to me) of not just history repeating itself (that is there) but also of epochs of life itself revealing itself. The fist stanza alludes to it with the line:

A single celled vision

The time of the amoebas, where life began. Growing through the words towards civilisation, and then something more, something involving consciousness. This was more stream of consciousness, which is why I am still learning from it also.

Thanks for your sharing your thoughts on this.