E = In2
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What’s in a name?
Who’s at this inn?
Infamous fame?
Hope on a pin?
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Inner g forces
light in up speed,
minding sources,
dominion freed.
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Inertia sticks
to inner eye.
Intentions fix
Indite reply.
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Two are in state…
…letters in line
denominate
our Einstein.
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NOTE:
While summoning energy early this morning in order to apply it to the tasks of today, I saw the spine of a book on the shelf—a biography by Walter Isaacson, titled Einstein: His Life and Universe.
Until now, the fact that there are two “in”s in this great thinker’s last name went unnoticed. I saw that the only appropriate thing to do about it was to write this poem. What also caught my attention was that in the word “universe” the spelling of “in” is reversed…but it is in there if one takes time to see it!
This photo is of a light bulb inside a glass box. It is part of the design of a mailbox that belongs to my neighbor.
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