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Anthony Robinson
reads

Heisenberg Uncertainty Sonnet
in Real Audio format.
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A small speck in my eye, a particle
I can’t remove. I have become like you,
uncertain: a child waving goodbye to
a pale god who assumed the physical
and died forsaken, flanked by petty thieves.
Will pulling out the beam help me to see
what we all learned in Sunday school—the three
ways of looking at God? Did you believe?
In my high school physics book: a picture
of Heisenberg. Black dots on white paper,
a swarm of gnats unsure of where to fly.
With age these things dovetailed into one scripture,
indivisible from the far murmur
of the ocean, or faint starpaths in the sky.

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