Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Drunkard's Plight

The Structure of the Proton

Wiki says:
"A quark ( /ˈkwɔrk/ or /ˈkwɑrk/) is an elementary particle and a fundamental constituent of matter. Quarks combine to form composite particles called hadrons, the most stable of which are protons and neutrons, the components of atomic nuclei. Due to a phenomenon known as color confinement, quarks are never directly observed or found in isolation; they can only be found within hadrons. For this reason, much of what is known about quarks has been drawn from observations of the hadrons themselves.

"The quark model was independently proposed by physicists Murray Gell-Mann and George Zweig in 1964. Quarks were introduced as parts of an ordering scheme for hadrons, and there was little evidence for their physical existence until deep inelastic scattering experiments at the Stanford Linear Accelerator Center in 1968. All six flavors of quark have since been observed in accelerator experiments; the top quark, first observed at Fermilab in 1995, was the last to be discovered.


"Gell-Mann originally named the quark after the sound made by ducks. For some time, he was undecided on an actual spelling for the term he intended to coin, until he found the word quark in James Joyce's book Finnegans Wake:

"Three quarks for Muster Mark!
Sure he has not got much of a bark
And sure any he has it's all beside the mark.
—James Joyce, Finnegans Wake"

Notice Muster Mark

Thom suggests these three words:

Drank
Hitch
Muster


Go to Three Word Wednesday to see these words used in many different ways.

Here's mine

Drunkard's Plight

There's a hitch in me.
I limp inside, use my cane
to warn the right side
of what's left of me
now that I drank the whole bar
in one awful night
of truth's dissembly.
And the last I remember,
Three quarts for Muster!
I, hoarse, cried and cried.

written November 9, 2011 4:48 AM

13 comments:

  1. truth's dissembly

    i think there is more to this poem than what can be seen or even, what can be broken down through velocity or elasticity. i wonder if this is the truth of everything. it must be. and so when, when are we at elemental? is there such a thing.

    i laugh because at first i read, hadron as hard on. ha! read this, quarks are never directly observed or found in isolation; they can only be found within hard ons. For this reason, much of what is known about quarks has been drawn from observations of the hard ons themselves.

    i'm sure there is meaning even here.)

    xo
    erin

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  2. Yes, a piece of many layers..a hoarse cry is a desperate cry..Jae

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  3. Erin! roflmao. Perfect. That's exactly how loose in the saddle you have to sit to catch the glints off in the distance...

    Yes, Jae, desperate is right.

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  4. Enveloped in desperation and sadness, this drunkard's plight seems to be serious!!

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  5. the poor drunk has hidden stories to tell in that one

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  6. You certainly took us to two different worlds in this one. One I am not sure I want to know and one I know only too well and wish I didn't. Thanks for the entertainment.

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  7. oldegg, you really know your quarks? Only too well you say? Not too many people can say that. I understand you not wanting to know the drunk world.

    :D

    I'm okay with quarks, even as little coiled up strings. I lose it at "M" theory and branes.

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  8. You took us on a sad journey today. Very creative use of the three words.

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  9. Mary, maybe not completely sad. There is some humor here leaking in from the quarkdom underneath things. Two of the six quarks are named charm and strange. Quarks also have color but not as we understand color, or more like we say a color commentator or a colorful life. Also, this particular drunk lived to write a poem, which means he not only has survived but got some slack too so he has room for poetry...

    Not saying it's me. Try to remember that I can make this stuff up. I was not a bar drinker, nor a melancholy drunk.

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  10. ahh yes, as i see it, i see nothing at all... shall we share a cuppa tea at the mad hatter's tea party.. and and, of course, don't forget to bring your flask.. and do avoid the queen if you can..

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  11. and so you build a lyrical world with these three words.

    loved the Joyce quote.

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  12. miss pie, I shall bring my flask but it's been bone dry for 28 years...I drank my wine by the gallon before that.

    harlequin, nice to see your words after a little while.

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  13. There's a hitch in me - it hooked me. Loved the free flow, and I am truly impressed by the way you brought in the three words cleverly.

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