I really enjoyed reading the poem "The Museum of Obsolescence". Museums are always very interesting places especially for science. The idea of preserving our past even if in an artificial manner. The lines "Pots of honey pilfered from a tomb. Books/ Recounting the wars, maps of fizzled stars." really stand out to me. Mostly because war itself is the direct reason for many advances that have been made in the science fields. Wars cause many injuries whether they be mental or physical. With new war techniques always developing medicines and treatments had to be created to cope for them.
My favorite line/phrase in this poem has to be "The replicas of replicas". It was brought up in class how this is closely related to the theory of being removed from the truth. Things lose valuable and meaning the more they are separated from the original. It is similar to the game "telephone" played by children.
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