The fabulous Mina Lobo is celebrating her second blogoversary with the Resurrection Blogfest II! Congratulations on two years in the blogosphere!
Last year for this blogfest, I posted some science fiction poetry, and this year, I'm posting another sci-fi poem. What can I say? I just like to write odd-ball things (sci-fi poetry being one of them), and I want to make sure people get a chance to see the results of my madness!
This was originally posted on Wednesday, February 27, 2013. You can find the original post HERE.
And now, here is my resurrected post! (Forgive me if I haven't managed to knock all the dirt off of it for you. That's what happens when you go digging through the depths of your blog late at night.)
Today I gave myself the word REPLICATION. Why? I don't know. The word just spoke to me this week. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I've been delving into the philosophy of identity this week, in part in preparation for my first post as the Weekend Philosopher. I won't say more about that here, because I don't want to spoil anything for you!
The word led me to write this poem. I could talk forever about why I wrote this, but Ill let the poetry speak for itself.
Replication
All the forms were signed,
informed consent obtained.
Not till the deed was done did I
wish that we’d refrained.
Unsettled by the sight,
unnerved by the implication,
of standing there before
such a perfect duplication.
I looked into my own eyes,
so much more than a mirror.
Never had I planned
to see things so clear.
She was me, yet not.
A different path before her lay.
Yet DNA and memories copied.
I yearned to cast her away.
I turned my gaze to steel,
though my heart still did leap.
Was I threatened by this duplicate?
Was my nature mine to keep?
Forever bound will I be
to this moment in time.
This reflection of myself resonates
with my features like a rhyme.
My reaction was revealing,
far more than I can defend.
So rooted in me was my identity,
my new lack of uniqueness did offend.
Curiosity led me here.
I didn’t foresee the complication
of standing toe to toe with her:
a person whole and real, yet a replication.
Oooh...such a good poem. I'm no good at poetry. Thanks for resurrecting this or I never would have found it :)
ReplyDeleteAn excellent Replication post, LG!!
ReplyDeleteGreat poem, great post!
ReplyDelete"Was my nature mine to keep?"
ReplyDeleteWhat a question! It's the kind of thing that's going to keep a gal like me up at night! Also, I'm reminded of Jurassic Park. ;-) Heart the poem, LG. Thanks for joining in the 'hop!
Very nice -- smooth interplay of words, and I loved the subject. What would it be like to come face-to-face with a clone or replication of oneself?
ReplyDeleteNice job replicating your original post for the resurrection!
Whoa! That was intense!
ReplyDeleteGreat poem, LG! I'm not very great with poetry, but I sure love when others are!
ReplyDeleteOh, that was fantastic! Love your writing:)
ReplyDeleteWow. That was really cool. Of course its also terrifying but very cool.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing.
HMG
If only, I would love to have a duplicate! I'd go have some fun! LOL
ReplyDeleteHoly cow- I've got chills! No, literaly- chills! My favorite stanza?
ReplyDeleteMy reaction was revealing,
far more than I can defend.
So rooted in me was my identity,
my new lack of uniqueness did offend.
I imagine I would feel the same, only worse- I'm secure enough already without the possibility of another version of me running around doing things better. Chilling.
And, BTW, I'm one oF the best writers you know? RIGHT BACK AT YOU, YOU SCIFI GODDESS, YOU!
Great word choice. I love what you've done with it. Existential.
ReplyDeleteVery visceral. Thank you for bringing this back!
ReplyDeletevery powerful stuff - kind of stuck a chord as having a similarity to my post
ReplyDeleteFantastic! I actually felt a little anxiety reading your poem. Just that idea of taking a course of action that cannot be reversed and has unforeseen consequences. I can imagine this concept as the core of a really cool sci-fi movie... or novel! ;)
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