Sunday, May 18, 2008

Bus Trip


Palmer returns triumphant, poetry in tow:

Bus Trip

Through the clouded night
binary stars passing
at the speed of light
distant red stars pulsing
left and right
square, round, diamond
galaxies reflecting
far off
buffeted by dark matter,
unseen hands
interstellar winds
rocking the bus
the cradle

Doug Palmer May 2008

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