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Friday, February 10, 2006 Friday poetry blogging: George Bradley
Following the example of Jo(e), Crazy, Scrivener, and others, I'm honoring this new holiday by posting a poem by George Bradley that I've loved since college.
E Pur Si Muove Of course it had been madness even to bring it up, Sheer madness, like the sighting of sea serpents Or the discovery of strange lights in the sky; And plainly it had been worse than madness to insist, To devote entire treatises and a lifetime to the subject, To a thing of great implication but no immediate use, A thing that could not be conceived without study, Without years of training and the aid of instruments, And especially the delicate instrument of an open mind; It had been stubbornness, foolishness, you see that now, And so when the time comes you are ready to acquiesce, When you have had your say, told the truth one last time, You are ready to give the matter over and say no more. When the time comes, you will take back your words, But not because you fear the consequences of refusal (Who looks into the night sky and imagines a new order Has already seen the instruments of torture many times), Though this is the conclusion your inquisitors will draw And it is true you are not what is called a brave man; And not because you are made indifferent in your contempt (You take their point, agree with it even, that there is Nothing so dangerous as a new way of seeing the world); Rather, you accept the conditions lightly, the recantation, Lightly you accept their offer of a villa with a view, Because you have grown old and contention makes you weary, Because you like the idea of raising vines and tomatoes, And because, whatever you might have said or suffered, It is in motion still, cutting a great arc through nothingness, Sweeping through space according to a design so grand It remains, just as they would have it, a matter of faith, Because, whether you say yea, whether you say nay, Nevertheless it moves. 1 Comments:
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