Peeling Potatoes
PEELING POTATOES (QUANTUM SONG)
……………………………………………………………………………………………Inspired by Ani DiFranco’s “The Atom”
I’m already enjoying these potatoes
And I’m still only preparing them
As I listen to Stockhausen
Scrape the knife against the surface
In contact
The moment poised
The universe, breath held
And each tiny epiphenomenon
With a full dance card
A winsome smile
And a secret dream of consummation
After the ball
A moment poised
Echoing off down the ages
With a come hither eyelash
And little in mind but to shimmer without resolution
As the unspoken exclamation shifts
From “what a phenomenon!”
To “what a sensation!”
While with a flick of the wrist
And a slip of the lip
The magician in you melts away
Ach, these twice blind wallflowers
Rather than ever dip their toe in the glass
They declare it divine
Or mundane
Each way certainty of losing their birthright
By giving themselves airs
And distancing themselves
From the humble potato
With their taxonomy and understanding
Their cluttered appendices and flaccid hearts
A fool’s wager, to be sure
If I should back science or evolution
To play the golden calf
Though God knows when Moses will ever reappear
From up that blessed mountain
Or whether anyone will hear him
When he says there’s more
To these potato chappies than you think
Though never of course
More than you imagine
But now let me slip the little beauties into the pan
I haven’t even started to enjoy them yet
Posted on February 2, 2012, in Poetry, Writing and tagged Ani DiFranco, Quantum reality, Spirituality. Bookmark the permalink. 18 Comments.
Wow! I must print this out for further reads.
Feels like you’ve taken us from the world of quantum physics into the frying pan – all starting with that knife peeling a potato (and the universe). Wonderful writing, Ben!
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It ended up containing a rant against what passes for “science” and “Christianity”, but both elements have roots in “The Atom” too. You can hear it hear (with lyrics 🙂 ).
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Wow!! (“Melting the icecaps with our arrogance….” Great song.) Hate to admit it but I’d never heard of DiFranco. Guess I’m really out of the loop, huh? Will have to listen to more…..
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I could go on all day, but just for starters, try forgetting this one once it gets into your head.
grey
the sky is grey
the sand is grey
and the ocean is grey
and i feel right at home
in this stunning monochrome
alone in my way
i smoke and i drink
and every time i blink
i have a tiny dream
but as bad as i am
i’m proud of the fact
that i’m worse than i seem
what kind of paradise am i looking for?
i’ve got everything i want and still i want more
maybe some tiny shiny thing
will wash up on the shore
you walk through my walls
like a ghost on tv
you penetrate me
and my little pink heart
is on its little brown raft
floating out to sea
and what can i say
but i’m wired this way
and you’re wired to me
and what can i do
but wallow in you
unintentionally
what kind of paradise am i looking for?
i’ve got everything i want and still i want more
maybe some tiny shiny key
will wash up on the shore
regretfully
i guess i’ve only got three
simple things to say:
why me?
why this now?
why this way?
with overtones ringing
and undertows pulling away
under a sky that is grey
on sand that is grey
by an ocean that’s grey
what kind of paradise am i looking for?
i’ve got everything i want
and still i want more
maybe some tiny shiny key
will wash up on the shore
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Wow! Apparently I missed this six years ago (or would’ve commented). A belated thank you for those lyrics, Ben!
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All’s well that ends well. 🙂
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I adore DiFranco, and this is a creative inspiration indeed! Her work has made me rush to write on many occasions, and her ability to tell a story is simply charming
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I love her live concerts, full of genuine presence and generosity. One of the very few people whose bootlegs, both official and fan-generated, are worth collecting and getting to know as you might the “proper” albums.
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Wonderful writing – imagery, I mean. I loved “as the unspoken exclamation shifts” – excellent! 🙂
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Thank you so much for your appreciation.
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Lemme know once you’re done cooking ’em. I love potato dishes.
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So its not all billiard balls then? 😉
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But they never soften, do they? o.0
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Try an apple. 😉
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Lots to ponder and digest here, Ben… Thank you for further stimulating my recently awoken interest in philosophy.
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My other e-log is completely philosophically/spiritually/religiosly-based. 🙂
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This is a great way to include the very small – and the very big – in nice images that greatly go hand in hand. Very much fits the tone of “The Atoms[‘s]” lyrics. Also links back to the concept of time and eternity nicely 😀
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I find the quantum perspective fascinating. I also love the electronic verssion of “Kontakte”.
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