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A small boy wriggles with impatience.
Pompous presenters pontificate interminably
on the anomaly expected any minute.
They are anxious to display their erudition,
profit from the chance to explain their research,
spout their superior knowledge.
The small boy cares nothing for their words.
He wants action,
experiments with grotesque goggles,
peers through smoked glass
spots the sun with a bite out of the side.
He giggles. Is that all it is?
Oh well, I’ve seen it now. Can I go and play?
Victoria Slotto at dVerse Poets’ Pub asks us to consider a richer use of verbs. Not feeling particularly inspired this morning, the first thing to grab my attention served as my theme.
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Nice – you remind me of the time I saw a complete solar eclipse as a child, it was such an exciting experience – nice write. Hope you had a good weekend.
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I did, thank you.
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Truly.. science of eclipses will never surpass.. or eclipse.. the imagination of a human child.. before science robs that child.. of human innocence.. imagination.. creativity.. and the magic that systemizing ways of life.. can take away from human being.. in light.. instead.. equation dark..:)
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Nothing here from my part of the world but I read that it was a great show ~ Well children are children, smiles ~
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Wonderful. 🙂
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Kids these days are non plussed about many things we are amazed about..they pickup things so quickly, register it, and save it for a later time when they have the patience to digest it..I think..or it’s adhd.
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What fun to see this from the perspective of a wiggly little child who only wants to play. 🙂 Peace, Linda
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The two words that gave such a feeling to this were, for me, wriggles and giggles. I love that in a small boy.
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What fun with the big words and alliteration! I loved how the little boy is unimpressed by it.
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You’ve captured the pure rush for action the little kids have…. smiles. reminds me of my baby cousins – babysitting two at once is like running through a hurricane. smiles
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You’ve got you small boy true to character. I like the way your language describing the adult expert in the first stanza is more complex and wordy than the second stanza, which is about the child.
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Oh I did not expect to see anything.. but suddenly i got this call and rushed out of the office.. It was very cloudy, but the sun showed a perfect sickle through the veil of clouds… just wonderful… and it was close to 80%… quite a drama.
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Lucky you. Too much cloud here.
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I like how you’ve juxtapositioned the pompous against the honesty of youth
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smiles… i tried to watch a bit as well but it was so bright, my eyes hurt in spite of the glasses and everything… and in the end…well… i think the little boy is right..smiles…. things here on earth seems to be more interesting than what happens lightyears and lightyears away…
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We were lucky, bright blue skies and no cloud. One of the pontificating presenters suggested using a colander as a pinhole camera, which produced marvellous multiple mini-eclipses, so quite enjoyable for us.
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Brilliant
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Well, in this part of the world there is nothing, but I heard from our locals that Europe had a spectacular show. (At least somewhere!) Your poem captured two different ways of considering this eclipse. As the little boy grows older he will perhaps realize how rare these are and it will be more meaningful to him.
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Nothing doing here!
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And it’s a very cloudy, grey day in France this morning, so it will be a big disappointment for all the children. I was trying to manage their expectations last night, but…
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I’m watching pontificating presenters on tv. It’s true that it is getting darker now but the cloud cover is total.
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