the late Arthur C Clarke
through his words, space became an odyssey,
through his deeds, satellites began to communicate
remembering the late great arthur c. clarke
who died in the land of serendip, a comma of an island
in an ocean of turmoil
will monoliths still puzzle us now?
will computers still terrify our journeys?
will apes learn new techniques of warfare?
the answers will have to wait
because the questioner has finally
been silenced.
through his deeds, satellites began to communicate
remembering the late great arthur c. clarke
who died in the land of serendip, a comma of an island
in an ocean of turmoil
will monoliths still puzzle us now?
will computers still terrify our journeys?
will apes learn new techniques of warfare?
the answers will have to wait
because the questioner has finally
been silenced.
Comments
So well expressed in a few words. It's so succint that it flows like water over rocks. I like the music of your words.
Truly Arthur Clarke deserves this elegy!
Keep writing!
J