The philosopher …

The philosopher pronounces on the metaphysics of love:

I read his thoughts with rapt attention ..

How could you get it all so wrong?

(With temerity I venture to query) ..

Only someone blackly nihilistic, I aver,

could find that we, the human race,

are traitors at our core; with the Will to Live,

(he makes his case) ,

we seek to perpetuate the turmoil and pain of life

in progeny of our own, he thinks ,

to find an immortality in this grim perpetuity

the sole purpose of living ..


Grace, beauty, tenderness, the joy of giving;

these unmechanistic corollaries of love

I find strewn like dead flower stalks

upon this pessimistic path you walk ..

Herr Schopenhauer, head bent, walks on, woebegone … .

About atomsofstars

Reticent .. but I hope my poetry speaks for me .. Favourite quotation .. ' Uttering a word is like striking a note on the keyboard of the imagination.' Ludwig Wittgenstein
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2 Responses to The philosopher …

  1. Levent says:

    Hello Marya,

    Forgive me for posting it here.

    I listened to this and liked and thought you might too:

    I hope you are keeping well.

    Best wishes,


  2. atomsofstars says:

    Hello Levent …

    It’s very nice to see you . I am well, thank you, and I hope you are, also.

    Thank you so much for this beautiful reading of this wonderful poem .. it is superb. I’m touched by your kind thought to bring it to my attention.
    I will return to it often .. it contains a universe of depth and feeling.

    My best wishes to you and your family, Levent.

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