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December 27, 2024

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Thank you for posting this cogent, finely calibrated review/essay by Traci Danison; it's a true pleasure to read (& reread it). A poem by Brecht entitled "New Ages" is in conversation with Danison's insights.

Thanks for your kind words. Yes, Brecht's poem throws light on my essay, especially to my state of mind faced with all this "age" "epoch" and "era" stuff and of course all the change-looking stuff plopping into the breakfast cereal. Since it's short, I'll post it here for anybody who might like quick access to your insight (link: https://www.rakinglighttranslations.com/works).

The New Ages

New ages do not begin all at once.
My grandfather already lived in the new age
My grandson will probably live in the old one.

New meat is eaten with old forks.

Robotic vehicles were not
Of the new age,
Nor the tanks
Nor the planes over our roofs,
Nor the bombers.

The new antennae transmitted the old stupidities
Wisdom was passed on from mouth to mouth.

(About 1943)

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of coming back
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