Can poetry help us understand blockchain? Are Bitcoins a new genre of poetry? 

On how memory relies on rhythm to fill in blanks by giving a silent voice to the unthought. 

On the mythological and biological necessity of work: "You can only survive if you work, since so much is working against you."

There's a way in which everything you see in a poem should be obvious when you see it, should be a duh!-moment.

When I was younger, in college and grad school, I'd read that someone my current age had won the lottery, and it just seemed so pointless. What would they do with twenty years of money coming in that could possibly make their, or anyone's, life better?

(In which poetry specifically does not provide consolation, and a good thing too.)

I love this moment in China Miéville's The City & the City: The narrator (for this is an I-book), Inspector Tyador Borlu, is a noir cop in a fictional Balkan capital, Corwi is his assistant, and in their language aj Tyrko means Turkish-style.