Loons Calling in the Waves

Once, when I was an undeserving
Professor of Anthropology,
I attended a lecture in which
A physicist who tried to capture
The smallest observable units
Of time discussed ultra-stop motion
Photography, the thinnest slices
Of millionths of millionths of seconds.
Something had just happened, even then.

We say "one thing leads to another"
And mean consequence by a cliche
That should suggest continuity,
As each thing is irretrievably
Linked to every other thing, nothing
Distinct, nothing still and nothing free,
Nothing indivisible, nothing
Timeless in its own space. Like most fish
I did my best to rise to this bait.