Double Happiness Helix

February 20, 2009 at 4:53 pm | Posted in poetry, writing | 26 Comments
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(I do not want a simple happiness, a broad flat smug contentment…

I am wanting happiness whhish is delicate ornate, an elegantly complex
symettrical fractal made/unmade with tiny fragments of mercury a’moiling
set in escher structures made of gold and bones of birds

a complicated happiness containing infinite intrigue,
variations convoluted wrapped around the impossibly ephemeral
contained within a puzzle box encrypted with the algorhythm
of the flight path of the dragonfly when pictured in a mosque mosaic.

…. a happiness which concentrates a sound when
the summer breeze blows through it, a hollow whistling song
in which cause and consequence remain completely unrelated….

A happiness resulting in dissolution or explosion
with neither of us knowing on what that ending
will depend.



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  1. Breathtaking imagery. Happiness is indeed a twisty, turny, multifaceted Mobius strip-type phenomenon — and darned slippery, too, I’ve found! And I love your opening line — “broad flat smug contentment”, *grin*. When I read those words, I was looking at my big orange kitty boy, sitting on my computer, wearing his best Buddha expression, and purring like a chainsaw run amok.

    Thank you so much for your visit to my new blog and for your kind comments. 🙂 I was delighted to see you!

  2. You describe a happiness that most, sadly, don’t recognise – far removed from a bigger house with greener grass and matching shoes.

  3. A double happiness helix! I reckon that may be precisely what your Puzzle Box is, Paul. This piece makes the eternal recurrence look like an old codger with a face lift. Cool!

  4. I kind of feel like that in that brief moment between waking and dreaming, first thing in the morning. I try and recapture the feeling all day, like an addict seeking the euphoria of that first high.

  5. ah the truth about happiness as an entity outside of measurable degrees, stunning, the beauty of it

  6. has there ever been anything as fragile as “tiny fragments of mercury a’moiling
    set in escher structures made of gold and bones of birds”? yeah, that sounds like happiness, OK.

  7. This is my favourite of yours.

  8. It seems very much like a beginning – very beautiful and untainted, full of aspiration and dreams.

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  10. This post has been featured on VIL’s Friday Blogaround. Congrats!

  11. Amazing piece.

  12. and the shape too, a helix, so ingenius, and has the delicacy visually to weave through the poetry

  13. exquisite poem – the whole package spot on – the opening line and subsequent stanza, especially stunning to me

    fyi – found you via vesper/twitter

  14. I can only wonder if Watson & Crick were so fortunate during their research… I assume they encountered no such ‘double happiness helix’, or, at the very least, couldn’t communicate it to us, so I’d have to put your research right up there with theirs. Enjoyed the imagery very much.

  15. lovely, beautifully intriguing, do you have a 3D version?

  16. OMG – i think you just wrote much betterer-er what i’ve slayed myself to say in my last/many/ever .. damn it, you’re the complicated beauty of pure clarity .. and my stuff sounds so …. silly .. beside this …

    deeeep sigh .. thank you for this … beyondwordsyou


  17. Damn! Recent praise has gone to your head, Paul. And to wonderful effect! This is brilliant. A celebration of the tantric postponement of quantum collapse upon easy thrills in a cheap reality. Waiting for it…. waiting on the edge… knowing it can hold and become more, yet more, even more, and then that whole-body creative orgasm that IS more and SAYS more than you could ever have suggested otherwise.

    This makes time stand still for me, Paul. Thanks, so much.

  18. I stand enthralled before the mosaic dragonfly; his turquois tale and lapis lazuli larnyx all a twitter in poetical pondering. Just beautiful stuff old charm….top drawer.

  19. lovely Paul

    and concrete too

    “escher structures made of gold and bones of birds”


  20. My highest praise: This poem is dazzling.

  21. Wow, you really hit me with those first two stanzas in this one. The piece slowly drew me in. Captured my attention completely and started turning switches on and off in my brain. for me the crescendo was”contained within a puzzle box encrypted with the algorhythm
    of the flight path of the dragonfly when pictured in a mosque mosaic.” and then the piece began to let me go. The last two stanzas for me were almost an annoyance after that, but it did give me something to land on. You’ve definitely got the curse of the poet. Congratulations, and thank you for your words.
    Jim Spaulding

  22. this is beautiful, paul. it makes me happy and fuzzy reading it. 🙂

  23. Wow. Just wow. This makes me want to dance. Really dance.

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