Look at her, sitting alone on the empty shore
Don’t you feel the tug of her too
Calling to your hidden fears
Doesn’t she hug you, too
Crazy Lady, you say
To which I respond with a hefty, Hey,
But that house and me, we share a field
Vibing alike, all tangible entanglements
A knot of excitations in that shared field of feels
Written after watching a video of Roger Penrose
crispina kemp 
People are always so judgy 😉
Nicely done… though I see no correlation between this poem and Roger Penrose (whom I looked up to see is a mathematician…)
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Quantum Field Theory 😉🥰🥰🥰
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OK. Way over my head but glad you dig!
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It’s so much easier than particle theory 😉🤪👍
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Now you are just nerding out 😉
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Sorry. Just a long-running side interest of mine. I’m by no means 100% informed and comprehending
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Very nice Crispina.
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Thank you, Sadje 💖
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You’re welcome my dear friend
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🙏💖
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Very nicely done, Crispina – however, Mr Penrose would be beyond me!
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I don’t claim to understand it. It was just that “knot of excitation”, it had to be used. Then the field of feels. It appealed
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wonderfully scribbled!
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Thank you. Despite its reference to quantum field theory, it is more a piece of whimsy
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