1.When we wake up brushed by panic in the dark our pupils grope for the shape of things we know.
2. Photons loosed from slits like greyhounds at the track reveal light's doubleness in the cast shadowsthat stripe a dimmed labs wall-particles no more-and with a wave bid all certaintiesgoodbye.
3. For what's sure in a universe that dopplers away like a siren's midnight cry?
4. They say a flash seen from on and off a train will explain why time dilates like a perfect afternoon;predicts black hole where parallel lines will meet, whose stark horizon even starlight, bent in its tracks, can't resist.
5. If we can think this far, might not our eyes adjust to the dark?
6. Relativity-by Sarah Howe Title scene
A person wakes up in her bedroom, wide eyed, as if from a bad dream.
A lamp's light turns into a beam, aimed at slits in a lab, producing the results of the double slit experiment, and the light soon fills up the whole screen, made into a wave.
The slits are back, and transform into a grid of space-time, and soon expand into nothingness, every object except for the ones in the center turning red.
The previous scene is compressedinto a bright beam of light. The light beam flashes past a train and curious onlookers, a clock melting into a picture of two people enjoying an afternoon, and ends it's journey at a black hole.
The person is seen resting in the bedroom in a slightly brighter time frame.
Black linesform across the screen, and they turn into a grid as the rest of the picture turns into a white background. Yellow shapes form the title and poems authors name.
Relativity!
Relativity!
Relativity
By Sarah Howe
1.When we wake up brushed by panic in the dark our pupils grope for the shape of things we know.
2. Photons loosed from slits like greyhounds at the track reveal light's doubleness in the cast shadowsthat stripe a dimmed labs wall-particles no more-and with a wave bid all certaintiesgoodbye.
3. For what's sure in a universe that dopplers away like a siren's midnight cry?
4. They say a flash seen from on and off a train will explain why time dilates like a perfect afternoon;predicts black hole where parallel lines will meet, whose stark horizon even starlight, bent in its tracks, can't resist.
5. If we can think this far, might not our eyes adjust to the dark?
6. Relativity-by Sarah Howe Title scene
A person wakes up in her bedroom, wide eyed, as if from a bad dream.
A lamp's light turns into a beam, aimed at slits in a lab, producing the results of the double slit experiment, and the light soon fills up the whole screen, made into a wave.
The slits are back, and transform into a grid of space-time, and soon expand into nothingness, every object except for the ones in the center turning red.
The previous scene is compressedinto a bright beam of light. The light beam flashes past a train and curious onlookers, a clock melting into a picture of two people enjoying an afternoon, and ends it's journey at a black hole.
The person is seen resting in the bedroom in a slightly brighter time frame.
Black linesform across the screen, and they turn into a grid as the rest of the picture turns into a white background. Yellow shapes form the title and poems authors name.
Relativity!
Relativity!
Relativity
By Sarah Howe
1.When we wake up brushed by panic in the dark our pupils grope for the shape of things we know.
2. Photons loosed from slits like greyhounds at the track reveal light's doubleness in the cast shadowsthat stripe a dimmed labs wall-particles no more-and with a wave bid all certaintiesgoodbye.
3. For what's sure in a universe that dopplers away like a siren's midnight cry?
4. They say a flash seen from on and off a train will explain why time dilates like a perfect afternoon;predicts black hole where parallel lines will meet, whose stark horizon even starlight, bent in its tracks, can't resist.
5. If we can think this far, might not our eyes adjust to the dark?
6. Relativity-by Sarah Howe Title scene
A person wakes up in her bedroom, wide eyed, as if from a bad dream.
A lamp's light turns into a beam, aimed at slits in a lab, producing the results of the double slit experiment, and the light soon fills up the whole screen, made into a wave.
The slits are back, and transform into a grid of space-time, and soon expand into nothingness, every object except for the ones in the center turning red.
The previous scene is compressedinto a bright beam of light. The light beam flashes past a train and curious onlookers, a clock melting into a picture of two people enjoying an afternoon, and ends it's journey at a black hole.
The person is seen resting in the bedroom in a slightly brighter time frame.
Black linesform across the screen, and they turn into a grid as the rest of the picture turns into a white background. Yellow shapes form the title and poems authors name.
Relativity!
Relativity!
Relativity
By Sarah Howe
1.When we wake up brushed by panic in the dark our pupils grope for the shape of things we know.
2. Photons loosed from slits like greyhounds at the track reveal light's doubleness in the cast shadowsthat stripe a dimmed labs wall-particles no more-and with a wave bid all certaintiesgoodbye.
3. For what's sure in a universe that dopplers away like a siren's midnight cry?
4. They say a flash seen from on and off a train will explain why time dilates like a perfect afternoon;predicts black hole where parallel lines will meet, whose stark horizon even starlight, bent in its tracks, can't resist.
5. If we can think this far, might not our eyes adjust to the dark?
6. Relativity-by Sarah Howe Title scene
A person wakes up in her bedroom, wide eyed, as if from a bad dream.
A lamp's light turns into a beam, aimed at slits in a lab, producing the results of the double slit experiment, and the light soon fills up the whole screen, made into a wave.
The slits are back, and transform into a grid of space-time, and soon expand into nothingness, every object except for the ones in the center turning red.
The previous scene is compressedinto a bright beam of light. The light beam flashes past a train and curious onlookers, a clock melting into a picture of two people enjoying an afternoon, and ends it's journey at a black hole.
The person is seen resting in the bedroom in a slightly brighter time frame.
Black linesform across the screen, and they turn into a grid as the rest of the picture turns into a white background. Yellow shapes form the title and poems authors name.
Relativity!
Relativity!
Relativity
By Sarah Howe
1.When we wake up brushed by panic in the dark our pupils grope for the shape of things we know.
2. Photons loosed from slits like greyhounds at the track reveal light's doubleness in the cast shadowsthat stripe a dimmed labs wall-particles no more-and with a wave bid all certaintiesgoodbye.
3. For what's sure in a universe that dopplers away like a siren's midnight cry?
4. They say a flash seen from on and off a train will explain why time dilates like a perfect afternoon;predicts black hole where parallel lines will meet, whose stark horizon even starlight, bent in its tracks, can't resist.
5. If we can think this far, might not our eyes adjust to the dark?
6. Relativity-by Sarah Howe Title scene
A person wakes up in her bedroom, wide eyed, as if from a bad dream.
A lamp's light turns into a beam, aimed at slits in a lab, producing the results of the double slit experiment, and the light soon fills up the whole screen, made into a wave.
The slits are back, and transform into a grid of space-time, and soon expand into nothingness, every object except for the ones in the center turning red.
The previous scene is compressedinto a bright beam of light. The light beam flashes past a train and curious onlookers, a clock melting into a picture of two people enjoying an afternoon, and ends it's journey at a black hole.
The person is seen resting in the bedroom in a slightly brighter time frame.
Black linesform across the screen, and they turn into a grid as the rest of the picture turns into a white background. Yellow shapes form the title and poems authors name.
Relativity!
Relativity!
Relativity
By Sarah Howe
1.When we wake up brushed by panic in the dark our pupils grope for the shape of things we know.
2. Photons loosed from slits like greyhounds at the track reveal light's doubleness in the cast shadowsthat stripe a dimmed labs wall-particles no more-and with a wave bid all certaintiesgoodbye.
3. For what's sure in a universe that dopplers away like a siren's midnight cry?
4. They say a flash seen from on and off a train will explain why time dilates like a perfect afternoon;predicts black hole where parallel lines will meet, whose stark horizon even starlight, bent in its tracks, can't resist.
5. If we can think this far, might not our eyes adjust to the dark?
6. Relativity-by Sarah Howe Title scene
A person wakes up in her bedroom, wide eyed, as if from a bad dream.
A lamp's light turns into a beam, aimed at slits in a lab, producing the results of the double slit experiment, and the light soon fills up the whole screen, made into a wave.
The slits are back, and transform into a grid of space-time, and soon expand into nothingness, every object except for the ones in the center turning red.
The previous scene is compressedinto a bright beam of light. The light beam flashes past a train and curious onlookers, a clock melting into a picture of two people enjoying an afternoon, and ends it's journey at a black hole.
The person is seen resting in the bedroom in a slightly brighter time frame.
Black linesform across the screen, and they turn into a grid as the rest of the picture turns into a white background. Yellow shapes form the title and poems authors name.
Relativity!
Relativity!
Relativity
By Sarah Howe
1.When we wake up brushed by panic in the dark our pupils grope for the shape of things we know.
2. Photons loosed from slits like greyhounds at the track reveal light's doubleness in the cast shadowsthat stripe a dimmed labs wall-particles no more-and with a wave bid all certaintiesgoodbye.
3. For what's sure in a universe that dopplers away like a siren's midnight cry?
4. They say a flash seen from on and off a train will explain why time dilates like a perfect afternoon;predicts black hole where parallel lines will meet, whose stark horizon even starlight, bent in its tracks, can't resist.
5. If we can think this far, might not our eyes adjust to the dark?
6. Relativity-by Sarah Howe Title scene
A person wakes up in her bedroom, wide eyed, as if from a bad dream.
A lamp's light turns into a beam, aimed at slits in a lab, producing the results of the double slit experiment, and the light soon fills up the whole screen, made into a wave.
The slits are back, and transform into a grid of space-time, and soon expand into nothingness, every object except for the ones in the center turning red.
The previous scene is compressedinto a bright beam of light. The light beam flashes past a train and curious onlookers, a clock melting into a picture of two people enjoying an afternoon, and ends it's journey at a black hole.
The person is seen resting in the bedroom in a slightly brighter time frame.
Black linesform across the screen, and they turn into a grid as the rest of the picture turns into a white background. Yellow shapes form the title and poems authors name.
Relativity!
Relativity!
Relativity
By Sarah Howe