Reports that say that something hasn't happened are always interesting to me, because as we know, there are known knowns there are things we know we know. We also know there are known unknowns that is to say we know there are some things we do not know. But there are also unknown unknowns - - the ones we don't know we don't know. And if one looks throughout the history of our country and other free countries, it is the latter category that tend to be the difficult ones.
quote by Donald H. Rumsfeld
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There are known knowns. These are things we know that we know. There are known unknowns. That is to say, there are things that we know we don't know. But there are also unknown unknowns. There are things we don't know we don't know.
quote by Donald Rumsfeld
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0151 Donald Rumsfeldt's Guide to Love
As we know
(or like to think we do)
There are known knowns
(we all need more love)
There are things we know we know
(we’re not getting enough of it)
We also know
(like I know I love you)
There are known unknowns
(but will it last?)
That is to say
(according to me, anyway)
There are some things
(especially about love)
we do not know
(is there someone better around the corner?)
But there are also unknown unknowns
(scary but exciting – flip those sex-tech tomes)
The ones we don’t know
(and hey, who cares?)
we don’t know
(and, will we love it when it comes?)
poem by Michael Shepherd
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I Want to Know
There is too much I can not ignore.
Too much beyond my open door,
I explore to have those unknowns shown.
I can not sit...
Just to imagine what exists.
Or to hear from others...
From their point of view.
As they experience what it is,
I too wish to do!
There is too much I can not ignore.
Too much beyond my open door,
I explore to have those unknowns shown.
And my mind will not leave me alone...
Until my curiosity satisfies that quest in me.
There is too much I can not ignore.
Too much beyond my open door,
I explore to have those unknowns shown.
I want to know...
More of this life God has gifted.
I want to know...
And not inflict upon myself limits!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Smoke, Mist and Nebulous Things
Tell me then your perceptions of the past
Tell me why hard facts are hard today
Facts tomorrow, then gone away
Do facts, then, rarely last?
Watching the march of time, the artefacts
The ruins they continue to dig up day by day
What remains of those wonderful beings
Who peopled our fables and myths
Smoke, mist and other nebulous things
Spirited them away
Tiptoe in history’s corridors
Crowns, coins and chariots
People, peasants, and simple folk
Just spirited clean away
Where do they lie now?
Unknowns jostling in history’s corridors.
Queens, courtesans, mothers of kings
Toys and things, necklaces and dreams
Smoke, mist and other nebulous things
Spirited them away
Tiptoe in history’s corridors
The modified history of the world
Domination, nomination, abomination
Smoke and mist and nebulous things
Have spirited everyone away.
poem by Rani Turton
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The algebra of poetry. For Jim as if.
OK you’ve written 2000 crap poems you say.
Now pack up this arithmetical stuff:
there’s an algebra to poetry:
equations full of unknowns:
for a start, the 2001th poem that you write
will contain 2000 times the…
well it’s a complicated equation:
it starts with the familiar
x for the expression which has improved
a thousandfold since you began;
y stands for the hundreds of times more wise
you’ve since become, by just writing poetry;
zzz is the way, that half-asleep,
an unforgettable word or line can slip into your head;
z too, for zeal and zest, that Muses love
and fly a little closer while you write..
then, it wouldn’t be a real equation without
‘squares’: for all that’s squared within your mind as poetry takes shape;
and brackets: for that intrusive, brilliant phrase
that slips between the wagons of your train of thought,
sometimes so surprising that you’re not too sure
it’s true; but trust it; tomorrow, know it’s right;
and oh so much more to this equation
of knowns equalling unknowns, spelling out a poem;
mass, energy, and the speed of light
writing themselves into some new formula
which only humility may harness;
a light to light the world with words.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The interesting thing about Bettie Page that I discovered was to leave the mystery. She always retained a little mystery. Let there be some unknowns.
quote by Gretchen Mol
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A Birthday Poem
lone traveller
from kuala lumpur to tokyo to china
cold places, strange people warm and cold
so many unknowns that became knowns
that resulted in an occasional shopping tete-a-tete
and at those fortunate birthday celebrations
thrown by foreign friends
met at school, work place
we uttered words usually made between
friends of mere days
a coldness in between
as we sung and tried to break the ice
between the candles
lighted and blown
and they were usually in the nights
when lonely hearts sought out avenues
to brighten things up
for themselves and their newly acquired friend
and also workplace friends
who try to punctuate the life of a foreign soul
with things famliar, to light up the candles of his life journey
inspired by:
A Birthday Poem
Just past dawn, the sun stands
with its heavy red head
in a black stanchion of trees,
waiting for someone to come
with his bucket
for the foamy white light,
and then a long day in the pasture.
I too spend my days grazing,
feasting on every green moment
till darkness calls,
and with the others
I walk away into the night,
swinging the little tin bell
of my name.
Ted Kooser
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Birth and death; we all move between these two unknowns.
quote by Bryant H. McGill
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Quieting Their Egos and Putting Out Their 'Lights
It takes more than a winning attitude,
To actually produce a win.
Some believe it is owed to them.
Those accustomed to adulation.
And no one wins alone!
Some 'superstars' have found this out.
After unknowns have captured their throwns.
It takes more than a winning attitude,
To actually produce a win.
Some believe it is owed to them.
Those accustomed to adulation.
And overpaid folks,
Often provoked jokes...
When their talents and skills,
From them take a hike.
Overnight they might rise,
To heights of fame and glory.
But at a blink of an eye...
Their blessed gifts have been diminished.
And no one wins alone!
Some 'superstars' have found this out.
After unknowns have captured their throwns.
Quieting their egos and putting out their 'lights'.
'Where is that championship you promised us? '
~Well, I...er...um...uh.
Well...
Uh...oh...uh...er ...~
'You can always blame it on the 'bling'.
And not the 'brawn' you didn't bring.
It doesn't pay to believe one's own hype.'
~Well, I...er...um...uh,
Right. Right! ~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The world is divided into two categories: failures and unknowns.
quote by Francis Picabia
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Life is a boundary between two unknowns. People pass by here, are registered, controlled, stamped, vaccinated, and then expelled ...
quote by Octav Bibere
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Things Change, But Life Goes On
Things change
As life goes on
Like nothing happens
Things change
But life goes on
As if nothing happens
Things change
And life should go on
Till nothing seems happened
When the time passing by things also change
Sometimes it’s hard to make life goes on
Sometimes it’s difficult to act there’s nothing happened
But things always change
Following life goes on
Even you forget the memories,
there will not be a really “nothing happens”
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Interrupted Thoughts
Curiosity feels like a blooming flower
as so many emotions do
Where their beauty eeks out the scourge of our soul
so the blossom of discovery unfolds and reveals...
We are happy today, and wonder why
the grand scheme of things is ours to meddle with
The mortals that we pretend to be
are finally in tune with all the wonders of...
The universe lifts us up and carries us fearfully astray
because there are so many unknowns
Why do we think we have so much
and cannot give away the little that we have for...
Others are the inspiration for our humility
and grant us insight
because it is in the blessings of others
that we reach our own enlightenment...
poem by Poet Dragon
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Something Happened
Something happened
I just don't understand
Something happened
It's making me feel mad
Something happened, you don't hear about
Oh, please that never did before
Something happened
I just don't understand
Something happened
I just don't understand
Something happened
It's making me feel mad, oh
I never saw this on TV
I never read it in no book
ahh
Something happened
I just don't understand
hey, baby, something happened
I just don't understand
something happened
I just don't understand
something happened
I just don't understand
something happened
I just don't understand
something happened
Something happened
I just don't understand
Something happened
It's making me feel mad
I thought I knew a lot of things
but I don't know a thing, oh, oh, oh
Something happened
I just don't understand
The things I hear and see
don't seem the same
The things I touch and feel
are forever changed
I've never felt this way before
and I hope I never do again
Something happened
I don't know why or when
oh, something happened
I just don't understand
something happened
I just don't understand
Doo, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo
something happened
Doo, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo
something happened
Doo, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo
something happened
Doo, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo
song performed by by Lou Reed
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All Those Things Happened Yesterday
Yesterday the sun came out
Warming the world, its people
We should be joyous for tomorrow
But all those things happened yesterday
Yesterday the shadows mixed with the wind
Giving us the beauty we deserve
We should be hopeful for tomorrow
But all those things happened yesterday
Yesterday we all came together
Giving everyone a helping hand
We should be happy for tomorrow
But all those things happened yesterday…
Yesterday our country gained so much
Providing us with a longer life to live
We should be grateful that there is a tomorrow
Play difficult and interesting things. If you play boring things, you risk losing your appetite. Saxophone can be tedious with too much of the same.
quote by Steve Lacy
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I Move Around The Bends
i change my mind
now i move around the bends
wriggle my waist in every curve
hop and hop on the humps
beat the bushes and climb some trees
up there i look on the ground
and see how small things are
how seemingly the clouds have
turned to nothing but mist and air
i change my mind
i go upstairs and view the windows
opening to a path
leading to a beautiful garden
towards the sea
i change my mind
the rules need not be that strict
we make them
i move around now
in circles drunk to repetitions
unwinding relaxing a bit
embracing too kindly
some unknowns
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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An Impossible Math
In this trigonometric love equation
You're my arcsin,
You're my special angle,
Secretly placed
In that unit circle of feelings.
You may arrange my major arcs and diameters
Inside of it
Perfectly triangular,
Love will always have
The same ratio pi.
Our equation of love
Is seemingly incompatible.
It has philosophical numbers becoming
Common geometric shapes
Of love itself
Like hidden spheres
In triangles,
But in real terms of graphing
Our parallel lines of life
Went on forever not crossing at any point
Of this imperfect world.
Our love is, in fact,
A complex system of equations
With the same set of three unknowns
Searching their own values
It has a narrative statement.
You're my C from those unknowns A, B and C.
You're mister C,
From c'telzing
From caleptikide
And from cataguerrillaism,
In this beautiful madness of love.
You know, our love is getting old
In concentric circles,
Those circles of time.
Extrapolate it to infinity, sweetheart,
You may be my semi-infinity
Until the end of the time,
That semi-infinity,
In which I lose myself
From time to time
Each time coming
From the same unique star
As that already existent
In an old Romanian novel,
Which is called
Lorelei.
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poem by Marieta Maglas
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One of the biggest things I understood in a program like that was that it allowed more young African American scholars to do field research in the Caribbean and in Africa than had ever happened before in the history of the country and since.
quote by Bernice Johnson Reagon
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Only A Downstat
Only a downstat
Personality problem
He would say things like i love you
And cry real tears
Met him in some place
Like a home for old mothers
Where the cure is always death
But no-one ever leaves
He wore a number 7
Badge on his collar
He would show it with pride
And say it means I can feel
Hed bribe the warders
To send letters to someone
Who didnt even know his name
But said shed read them anyway
And in the evening (? ? )
He writes poetry for people
Who deny hes alive
And say Ill mention that name
A violator of the law of no feelings
They should be put in the chair
Until their eyes come in (? ? )
If you have reasons
I might sell you my time
Ill leave it under the stairs
In a body of mine
Old memories are slowly fading out of me
We are the unknowns, we are all you need
song performed by by Gary Numan
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