Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Retrodictions, canto 3, quatrain 8

I click a switch - it flickers on
I turn the lamp - the bulb’s too bright;
outside my window, dark as dawn
the midnight streets have noonday light.

Commentary by Brother Quark:
They know of no difference between night and day.

Commentary by N. Hellerstein:
This is about electric lighting.

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