"werner" poems - Hello Poetry

Who knows if Werner Heisenberg rammed his head into the wall after discovering the uncertainty of the electrons of his lover. Imagine having a brain the size of Utah and not knowing, with certainty, where to find her nucleus.

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Oct 25, 2013

Oct 25, 2013 at 11:20 AM UTC

joshua-martin

Heisenberg's Woes

Who knows if Werner Heisenberg rammed his head into the wall after discovering the uncertainty of the electrons of his lover. Imagine having a brain the size of Utah and not knowing, with certainty, where to find her nucleus.

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Part of me is half awake in this world Eyes wandering the classrooms and halls My mind is hardly active in this world And then, part of me roams my memory Half of me is off trekking smoky mountains I'm riding a ski lift up Mt Werner, snow. It's autumn here in the Smokies, crisp The leaves are vibrant reds and yellows And a mountain stream trickles by My feet go numb in the icy stream, Here is where I pop off my skis to listen To the sweet sound of alpine fir trees Here is feeding the squirrels in Yosemite And hiking to a water fall, testing my faith Cramming snow into my mouth, Followed by hot chocolate at a cabin Here is Appalachian Summers and picnics And Rocky Mountain Winters and snow Or slipping under the turquoise blanket And exploring underwater caves in Hawaii Memories are so dear, and always reappear When everything around me is monotonous I let myself rediscover what was once mine And I don't even have to close my eyes To be part of this beautiful world

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Jan 20, 2015

Jan 20, 2015 at 11:21 AM UTC

RJB

Two Worlds

Part of me is half awake in this world Eyes wandering the classrooms and halls My mind is hardly active in this world And then, part of me roams my memory Half of me is off trekking smoky mountains I'm riding a ski lift up Mt Werner, snow. It's autumn here in the Smokies, crisp The leaves are vibrant reds and yellows And a mountain stream trickles by My feet go numb in the icy stream, Here is where I pop off my skis to listen To the sweet sound of alpine fir trees Here is feeding the squirrels in Yosemite And hiking to a water fall, testing my faith Cramming snow into my mouth, Followed by hot chocolate at a cabin Here is Appalachian Summers and picnics And Rocky Mountain Winters and snow Or slipping under the turquoise blanket And exploring underwater caves in Hawaii Memories are so dear, and always reappear When everything around me is monotonous I let myself rediscover what was once mine And I don't even have to close my eyes To be part of this beautiful world

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Sleep would be hogs Hogs would be cool Cool would be cry Cry would be arid Arid would be Tibet Tibet would be Werner Werner would be guide Guide would be Zoe's Zoe's would be awesome what did I just write?

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Jan 15, 2014

Jan 15, 2014 at 9:23 AM UTC

hsp

Overtired

Sleep would be hogs Hogs would be cool Cool would be cry Cry would be arid Arid would be Tibet Tibet would be Werner Werner would be guide Guide would be Zoe's Zoe's would be awesome what did I just write?

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a precipice of Werner whereas pitch was dire of his slot save primeval isn't wood and whether his blocks haven't exclaimed that he's solemn or the tundra is still frozen crystals and ice house

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Oct 16, 2018

Oct 16, 2018 at 7:43 AM UTC

poetman

A Neptune

a precipice of Werner whereas pitch was dire of his slot save primeval isn't wood and whether his blocks haven't exclaimed that he's solemn or the tundra is still frozen crystals and ice house

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Let us remember Aristillus & Timocharis, Like Halley & Galileo. Of Zhang Heng & Dao Lee, Like Newton & Max Born. Of Werner & Yermolyeva, Like Curie & Oppenheimer. Of Paracelus & Fredrick Banting, Like Tesla & Pythagoras. Of Richard Feynman & André Ampère, Like Michael Faraday & Benjamin Franklin. Of Payne-Gaposchkin & Joseph Swan, Like Ignacy Łukasiewicz & Kikunae Ikeda. Of Takamine Jōkichi & Berners-Lee, Like Robert Hooke & Gutenberg. Of Talos Attalus & Perrilus, Like William Bullock & Franz Reichelt. Of Abū Bakr al-Rāzī & Ibn al-Haytham, Like Archimedes & Johannes Kepler. Of Aldini & Henry Russell, Like Edison & Graham Bell. Of Carl Bosch & Richard Fiedler, Like Mr. Hyde & Dr. Jekyll. Of Brokkr & Sindri, Like Gullinbursti & Hephaestus.

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Feb 9, 2025

Feb 9, 2025 at 11:00 AM UTC

manx-kronos-pragna

Too Many Deserving Listing

Let us remember Aristillus & Timocharis, Like Halley & Galileo. Of Zhang Heng & Dao Lee, Like Newton & Max Born. Of Werner & Yermolyeva, Like Curie & Oppenheimer. Of Paracelus & Fredrick Banting, Like Tesla & Pythagoras. Of Richard Feynman & André Ampère, Like Michael Faraday & Benjamin Franklin. Of Payne-Gaposchkin & Joseph Swan, Like Ignacy Łukasiewicz & Kikunae Ikeda. Of Takamine Jōkichi & Berners-Lee, Like Robert Hooke & Gutenberg. Of Talos Attalus & Perrilus, Like William Bullock & Franz Reichelt. Of Abū Bakr al-Rāzī & Ibn al-Haytham, Like Archimedes & Johannes Kepler. Of Aldini & Henry Russell, Like Edison & Graham Bell. Of Carl Bosch & Richard Fiedler, Like Mr. Hyde & Dr. Jekyll. Of Brokkr & Sindri, Like Gullinbursti & Hephaestus.

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Lawrence Hall, HSG [email protected] “Anglo-Saxon Students Would Not Like to Be Taught by a Jew” cited in -Stanley Kunitz Lyrics, Songs, and Albums | Genius To the Privileged Youth of Columbia University: As a child of situational poverty I am so grateful for all my Jewish teachers Including Moses Joshua Jeremiah Samuel David Solomon Jesus, Mary, and Joseph Saint Peter and the others in The Twelve Saint Paul Elie Weisel Chaim Potok Herman Wouk Leon Uris Franz Kafka Leonard Cohen Anne Frank Bernard Malamud Isaac Bashevis Singer Philip Roth Osip Mandelstam Saul Bellow Isaac Asimov Woody Allen Mel Brooks Edna Ferber Yip Harburg George Cukor Mel Brooks Oscar Hammerstein Alan Lerner Carl Reiner Rod Serling Franz Werfel Alan Arkin Claire Bloom Leonard Nimoy Chaim Topol Ed Asner Mel Brooks Peter Falk Werner Klemperer Jack Klugman Walter Matthau Tony Randall Mel Torme John Banner Kirk Douglas Lorne Greene Eli Wallach Sam Wanamaker Morey Amsterdam Leo Genn Otto Preminger Jack Benny Leslie Howard Ernst Lubitsch Cecil B. DeMille Mortimer Adler Allen Bloom Harold Bloom Irving Berlin Boris Pasternak Emil Ludwig Eric Wolfgang Korngold Elmer Bernstein Max Steiner George Gershwin Dimitri Tiomkin Samuel Fuller Alexander Korda Zoltan Korda Emeric Pressburger Erich von Stroheim Billy Wilder William Wyler Fred Zinnemann J. J. Abrams Peter Bogdanovich Michael Curtiz Stanley Donen Stanley Kramer Howard Caine Leon Askin Robert Clary Dinah Shore Stephen Sondheim Volodymyr Zelinsky Simon Schama Louise Gluck Siegfried Sassoon Isaac Rosenberg Joseph Brodsky Rob Morrow Vasily Grossman Stanley Kubrick Viktor Frankl And more, so many more, a cloud of witnesses Whose names are written in gold on a scroll in Heaven But somehow, in this world of beauty and truth And humanity’s aspirations to the good All you have found are bullhorns, trash fires, chants Clinched fists, obscenities, lies, and shrieking hate

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Apr 19, 2024

Apr 19, 2024 at 12:12 PM UTC

lawrence-hall

"Anglo-Saxon Students Would Not Like to Be Taught by a Jew"

Lawrence Hall, HSG [email protected] “Anglo-Saxon Students Would Not Like to Be Taught by a Jew” cited in -Stanley Kunitz Lyrics, Songs, and Albums | Genius To the Privileged Youth of Columbia University: As a child of situational poverty I am so grateful for all my Jewish teachers Including Moses Joshua Jeremiah Samuel David Solomon Jesus, Mary, and Joseph Saint Peter and the others in The Twelve Saint Paul Elie Weisel Chaim Potok Herman Wouk Leon Uris Franz Kafka Leonard Cohen Anne Frank Bernard Malamud Isaac Bashevis Singer Philip Roth Osip Mandelstam Saul Bellow Isaac Asimov Woody Allen Mel Brooks Edna Ferber Yip Harburg George Cukor Mel Brooks Oscar Hammerstein Alan Lerner Carl Reiner Rod Serling Franz Werfel Alan Arkin Claire Bloom Leonard Nimoy Chaim Topol Ed Asner Mel Brooks Peter Falk Werner Klemperer Jack Klugman Walter Matthau Tony Randall Mel Torme John Banner Kirk Douglas Lorne Greene Eli Wallach Sam Wanamaker Morey Amsterdam Leo Genn Otto Preminger Jack Benny Leslie Howard Ernst Lubitsch Cecil B. DeMille Mortimer Adler Allen Bloom Harold Bloom Irving Berlin Boris Pasternak Emil Ludwig Eric Wolfgang Korngold Elmer Bernstein Max Steiner George Gershwin Dimitri Tiomkin Samuel Fuller Alexander Korda Zoltan Korda Emeric Pressburger Erich von Stroheim Billy Wilder William Wyler Fred Zinnemann J. J. Abrams Peter Bogdanovich Michael Curtiz Stanley Donen Stanley Kramer Howard Caine Leon Askin Robert Clary Dinah Shore Stephen Sondheim Volodymyr Zelinsky Simon Schama Louise Gluck Siegfried Sassoon Isaac Rosenberg Joseph Brodsky Rob Morrow Vasily Grossman Stanley Kubrick Viktor Frankl And more, so many more, a cloud of witnesses Whose names are written in gold on a scroll in Heaven But somehow, in this world of beauty and truth And humanity’s aspirations to the good All you have found are bullhorns, trash fires, chants Clinched fists, obscenities, lies, and shrieking hate

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An afternoon of dark flowers. Werner told me, there were bad men in flight. Then we sat in a broken circle, as if the air was forbidden with stopped time, the room choked with dust.

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Feb 29, 2016

Feb 29, 2016 at 4:56 AM UTC

leslie-philibert

09/11

An afternoon of dark flowers. Werner told me, there were bad men in flight. Then we sat in a broken circle, as if the air was forbidden with stopped time, the room choked with dust.

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In a great sea of unknown, what does it mean that shadows are all around trying to grab light from each other. The hands are tied behind all their backs but they act the same like they are saved. Words can do that. Like doors, until you open them nothing exists behind, like the cat in the box. Werner would be proud of me.

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Sep 26, 2017

Sep 26, 2017 at 12:48 PM UTC

Blois

Werner

In a great sea of unknown, what does it mean that shadows are all around trying to grab light from each other. The hands are tied behind all their backs but they act the same like they are saved. Words can do that. Like doors, until you open them nothing exists behind, like the cat in the box. Werner would be proud of me.

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