Science and poetry engage in a competition ?
Polish poet Juliusz Słowacki [1809-1849] wrote between 1843/4-1846? a mystical prose poem entitled “Genesis from the Spirit” published in 1871. If we reduce the mystical parts of the poem to a minimum, we arrive at his poetic description of the “Big Bang” :
“…The Spirit… turned one point… of invisible space into a flash of Magnetic-Attractive Forces. And these turned into electric and lightning bolds – And they warmed up [in the Spirit… You, Lord, forced him…] to flash with destructive fire…[ You turned the Spirit… into] a ball of fire and hung him on the abysses [… And here… a circle spirits… he grabbed ] one handful of globes and swirled them around like a fiery rainbow… “
This is how poetic intuition could anticipate the great scientific discoveries of 20th centyry…
Juliusz Słowacki became more noticed around the world in 1978, when Pole John Paul II became pope. It was then recalled that the poet had written (in 1848) a very surprising, visionary poem which speaks of the arrival of a ‘Slavic Pope’who would be a sort of prophet of modern times. This poem had a very important and lasting impression not only on a multitude of believers, but also on the entire Polish society and beyond. For them, this poem was another argument that John Paul II is the authentic messenger of Heaven. That the Pope’s advice and instructions were in line with God’s will… And John Paul II (who was also a poet himself ) consciously used it to increase his influence. So the poet’s idea of the “Slavic Pope” played an exceptional role even at the political level. John Paul II used it to trigger a whole avalanche of great events: the creation of the first free trade union “Solidarność” in the Eastern bloc, the overthrow of the communist dictatorship, in Poland and then in other countries of the Eastern bloc, and finally the fall of the Berlin Wall. Does anyone know a better example of the power of poetry in the real life?
Another Polish poet Zygmunt Krasiński [1812-1859] wrote:
“Poetry is the only thing that can motivate people to act. I'm not talking about poems here, but about what is poetic in our soul, what can be manifested and seen in the shine of a saber, or heard in a stanza!”.
Some even assume that Słowacki‘s poem became the basis of the “program” of the pontificate of St. John Paul II…
This is the beginning of the poem :
In the midst of all the disagreements, Lord God rings A huge bell, For the Slavic, here is the pope He opened the throne. For this Slavic Pope, he won’t escape Like this Italian, He will fight boldly, like God, with swords; The world is dust to him! His face, is beaming in a word, A lamp to the servants, The rising tribes will follow him Into the light, where God is. For his sake and order Not only the people If he commands, the sun will come to a stop, Because power is a miracle!…
(see: https://lyricstranslate.com/en/papie%C5%BC-s%C5%82owia%C5%84ski-slavic-pope.html-0 )
Science and poetry engage in a competition ?
Polish poet Juliusz Słowacki [1809-1849] wrote between 1843/4-1846? a mystical prose poem entitled “Genesis from the Spirit” published in 1871. If we reduce the mystical parts of the poem to a minimum, we arrive at his poetic description of the “Big Bang” :
“…The Spirit… turned one point… of invisible space into a flash of Magnetic-Attractive Forces. And these turned into electric and lightning bolds – And they warmed up [in the Spirit… You, Lord, forced him…] to flash with destructive fire…[ You turned the Spirit… into] a ball of fire and hung him on the abysses [… And here… a circle spirits… he grabbed ] one handful of globes and swirled them around like a fiery rainbow… “
This is how poetic intuition could anticipate the great scientific discoveries of 20th centyry…
(see : Artificial Intelligence about J. Słowacki’s “Genesis from the Spirit”
https://www.salon24.pl/u/edalward/1439654,artificial-intelligence-about-j-slowacki-s-genesis-from-the-spirit )
Kind regards,
Ed
In the midst of all the disagreements, Lord God rings A huge bell,
For the Slavic, here is the pope He opened the throne.
For this Slavic Pope, he won’t escape Like this Italian,
He will fight boldly, like God, with swords; The world is dust to him!
His face, is beaming in a word, A lamp to the servants,
The rising tribes will follow him Into the light, where God is.
For his sake and order Not only the people
If he commands, the sun will come to a stop,
Because power is a miracle!…
(see: https://lyricstranslate.com/en/papie%C5%BC-s%C5%82owia%C5%84ski-slavic-pope.html-0 )