I Love You, Tomorrow

By John Hertz:  I don’t mean this one despite Otto Binder and even Virgil Finlay.

Last spring I put here something I called Et in Arcadia Ego, Latin for “And [even] in Arcadia, I am.”

In the study of classical Greek and Roman art that’s a famous tag, signifying “We human beings may find ourselves facing Death even in what seems a place of carefree pleasure.”  About what that in turn signifies, opinions differ.

I brought it, in my opinion-differing way, for a pointer to an element of S-F appearing where it might be a surprise if it hadn’t been elemental.

Here’s another.

A man I know oddly collects (I mean, I know him oddly, but thinking about it he collects oddly too) Elizabethan courtly riddles, not in a Bet-you-can’t-guess-this way but as a kind of poetical pastime, whether actually documented in history or merely in that style.  Someone gave him this one.  I’ve been trying to trace it.

I never was, but always shall be.
No one has seen me, nor ever will.
Yet I have the confidence of all
Who live and breathe
On this terrestrial ball.

As you saw from my title above, it’s Tomorrow.

Pretty.

And, I realized, if I may adopt the phrase, one of us.

Some citizen of Electronicland showed me this link. Neither complete nor conclusive, but the best I’ve found.

1 thought on “I Love You, Tomorrow

  1. What a lovely prayer. As a person who is interested in Buddhism and mindfulness, it sang to me. Remember the now. It will never be again.

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