12-29-2015, 07:15 PM
I apologise for double-posting, but after sending the first post; I thought of how poor it was.
No, this poem is not "simply" stating the visible spectrum, it is doing so in a way it inspires me. The blending of "science" with ideas finding no space in science is something poetry is able to do like nothing else.
The titel is ambiguous. Not only will the poem set the outlines of the visible spectrum, it will also aproximatly give "the direction" (or the place?) of where the colours are coming from. Even the cardinal directions given will make complete sense.
West - Where the sun sets - Where the light ends: Here we have purple. Light is having a purpose now (for us), it is starting to be visible.
East - Where the sun rises - Where the light starts: Here we have red. after red the visible spectrum will end.
Middle - literally everything else, eternal, going from yellow (if you include all colors that need yellow) to green (if you include all colors needed for green).
The more I think about it, the more I like it.
No, this poem is not "simply" stating the visible spectrum, it is doing so in a way it inspires me. The blending of "science" with ideas finding no space in science is something poetry is able to do like nothing else.
The titel is ambiguous. Not only will the poem set the outlines of the visible spectrum, it will also aproximatly give "the direction" (or the place?) of where the colours are coming from. Even the cardinal directions given will make complete sense.
West - Where the sun sets - Where the light ends: Here we have purple. Light is having a purpose now (for us), it is starting to be visible.
East - Where the sun rises - Where the light starts: Here we have red. after red the visible spectrum will end.
Middle - literally everything else, eternal, going from yellow (if you include all colors that need yellow) to green (if you include all colors needed for green).
The more I think about it, the more I like it.