Rumbling February 11, 2006
Posted by mwj as poetry, technology. trackback. 
Master, do you hear the New,
rumbling and quaking?
Harbingers arrive
to proclaim its reign.
Surely no hearing can be whole
in this incessant clamor,
yet every part of the machine
demands praise.
Behold the Machine:
how it rolls and wreaks vengeance
and drains and deforms us.
Yet since it receives strength from us,
let it without vehemence
drive and serve.
Image: Leon Bibel, Machine Cog, from Craig F Starr Associates
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Wow.
That’s a powerful image. It makes my stomach queazy. Those bowed heads of the guys at the very front. Yeesh.
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