Using the information we discussed during class, and your copy of Sound and Sense, interpret the author’s intent and the poetic technique used to achieve it.You may expand on the ideas posed during earlier post, but do not simply repeat information. Be conclusive and use substantiation to support claims.
1985 THE BOOK OF SAND
“The fear of infinity is a form of myopia that destroys the possibility of seeing the actual infinite, even though it in its highest form has created and sustains us, and in its secondary transfinite forms occurs all around us and even inhabits our minds.” – Georg Cantor
-Yes, Principal, I have ventured out of bounds.
I twisted the swing until the steel chain broke
and the globe has come unscrewed
on account of my wandering hands.
I was only playing kickball when
I found the patch of five-leaf clovers
and traced their origin from center field
to the drainage pipe at the edge of the cafeteria.
We are forever climbing, as Principal
of Gainfield Elementary you should know
the limits of the convoluted metal bars,
the diminishing span of the blacktop:
First the hyacinths, the broken tulips,
then the forsythia’s yellow glow,
the hole razored in the chain-link fence
and the miles of ragweed to mow and mow-
“The fear of infinity is a form of myopia that destroys the possibility of seeing the actual infinite, even though it in its highest form has created and sustains us, and in its secondary transfinite forms occurs all around us and even inhabits our minds.” – Georg Cantor
-Yes, Principal, I have ventured out of bounds.
I twisted the swing until the steel chain broke
and the globe has come unscrewed
on account of my wandering hands.
I was only playing kickball when
I found the patch of five-leaf clovers
and traced their origin from center field
to the drainage pipe at the edge of the cafeteria.
We are forever climbing, as Principal
of Gainfield Elementary you should know
the limits of the convoluted metal bars,
the diminishing span of the blacktop:
First the hyacinths, the broken tulips,
then the forsythia’s yellow glow,
the hole razored in the chain-link fence
and the miles of ragweed to mow and mow-