The Future, the Present, and Past,
Were having a small, friendly spat,
The Past said, "I've been there!"
The Present looked back,
Remembered his story,
(His face went all slack,)
But Future had nothing to say,
And stared out the window all day.
Philosophical poetry is an irresistable minefield. I'll try to follow in your footsteps.
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Fri 5th Jul 2019 11:57
The Future, the Present, and Past,
Were having a small, friendly spat,
The Past said, "I've been there!"
The Present looked back,
Remembered his story,
(His face went all slack,)
But Future had nothing to say,
And stared out the window all day.
Philosophical poetry is an irresistable minefield. I'll try to follow in your footsteps.
Comment is about A New riddle of Induction (blog)
Original item by Randy Horton