(Poem #432) Earth "A planet doesn't explode of itself," said drily The Martian astronomer, gazing off into the air -- "That they were able to do it is proof that highly Intelligent beings must have been living there." |
What can one possibly add to a poem like that? :) I'll content myself with quoting Wheelock on poetry: "in poetry, words are employed more as an end, and less as a means merely, than is the case with prose." Biographical Snippet: John Wheelock (1886 - 1978) American Poet Strangely enough, while there are several of Wheelock's poems online, and a number of quotations, I was unable to find a biography. Links: A few vaguely-related poems: For a somewhat less self-assured Martian view of humanity, see poem #131 On 'highly intelligent beings': poem #57 And the same theme explored from some other angles: poem #222, poem #223 And while there are other poems to which this could be related I'll leave you the pleasure of making the connections yourself. - martin
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