The Innisfree Poetry Journal www.innisfreepoetry.org by Oliver Rice WE IN OUR SHIELDING AURAS ARRIVING —Susan Sontag The role of the educated intellect is to remain critical of all popular passions. —William James Neuroscience has been quite busy. The nuclear arsenals proliferate. The streets comply with miscellaneous persons. Technology is taking original sin out to farther and farther stars. Anthropology gropes along the back streets. Time has neither conscience nor caution. Asia is reawakening. How idiomatic are the fallacies. --- The tempo in the cerebrum, they say, is eight to twelve electrical cycles a second, brisk for our excursions into the actualities, the ambiguities in which we are immersed, we who incur fantasies of many cities, who earnestly probe all emergent myths, mottos of the golden ages, disquietudes of the statues, who are baffled by the night spirits, who meanwhile must evade old idolatries and the syndromes of our time, --- the blue Aegean visible through the olive trees and the pines, the doorways gazing impassively upon what is thought to be happening, the ballerinas with infinite planes entranced. Copyright 2006-2012 by Cook Communication |