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Dave,

dragon fly eyes

It's interesting to me that you started you post with a quote from Rachel Carson. She was one of my role models growing up in New England during the early '60's and a lot of my attitudes about nature were formed or perhaps re-enforced by reading her books.

As for a sense of wonder- oh yes it has a very strong pulse and for me science is an essential part of that sense of wonder. I have always been mystified at people who say that science some how diminishes a sense of wonder about the world around us and I have never understood the two cultures idea that somehow science is disconnected from the humanities, or that somehow believing in scientific explanations, as opposed to religious explanations devalues human life.

Asking why or how something happens does not make it any less wonderful. For instance the dragon fly head I took a picture of today. How wonderful that I had never noticed that the dragongly eye seems to be divided into two distinct regions. I am betting the upper part with its larger sections functions more for detecting movement and the lower part of the eye with its smaller sections is more for detecting the details of potential prey while in flight. To me that eye is no less wonderful because I speculate about what is going on with its architecture and no less wonderful for being the product of evolution.

Bondsman in one of his go rounds with me said something to the effect that I seem to worhip the diversity of life for its own sake. Perhaps he is right. I don't believe that I have to invoke supernatural explanations to provide a sense of the sacred. If anything- to me the possibility that there is nothing else beyond the physical universe that gave rise to us sharpens in me a sense of wonder. Exactly the opposite of what some people might expect.

One thing I do not do is worship at the altar of rationality. Rationality is a tool and in my life I try to integrate that tool to serve the other parts of my interior world. This is a common theme in my poetry for instance this recent poem from my other blog:

Secular Poem

The garden in June is falling over

Itself in green, first flush of blooms deadheaded.

Vinca, leathered hand, the lily smothers.

Daisy flea bane riots among peonies spent.

Sphingid larvae frass honeysuckle leaves,

While gold ants slurp juices from a worm dead

On the brick path where sedums overflow.

Wasps hunt prey and drink flower whoopie

And along the border sweat bees work the lilies

For nectar, pollen sticking to hummers

Who flee my leisured steps like Disney pixies.

I walk along the garden's edge and stoop

To see another small and unexpected thing

In my late spring garden birthing summer.

The poem and commentary is at:

http://theforcethat.blogspot.com/2008/06/secular-poem.html

Posted to: A Poetic License, Behind the Lens, Citizen Journalism Academy, Nature, The Sciences