Philosophical Sonnet
Philosophy is as philosophy does. Organisms wonder what to do
with the human. Emblems of the universal, situated as they are
in the world as found, wave on high. Specimens do not veer
toward the right or left as our hands reach out toward them.
Disturbances in the ether concern us less and less as the days
and weeks pass by. Gender-specific attitudes raise eyebrows.
The concern is whether or not we ought to name names.
Some sort of filtration system, carefully applied, might do
the trick. Illuminated manuscripts depend on . . . well what?
Ethos-dependent values? The steadiness of hands? Disciples
of writers long dead persist in their ruminations, processing
long farmed-out projects that may or may not bear fruit.
Catholicism (with a small c) provides no hedge against terror-
istical determinations to preserve the purity of true belief.
Hal
Halvard Johnson
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