Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Sonnet for Kant

What is the beautiful what is sublime,
From whence should I begin where is my theme,
The rules by which something came to wellbeing,
An objective notion crossing space and time,
Abstraction must be formed otherwise a crime,
The genius crafts nature but hides the seam,
All things made through rule yet like a stream,
As in flowing exchange structure is prime,
Mindful err I may the concept beauty,
But sublime infinitely undefined,
Medusa’s face I see the rules in play,
Sublime night’s sky only sense of duty,
Mind and body sense beauty entwined,
From something more in sublimity lay.

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