Saint Julian Press Poet
THE BODY AT REST
In the evening we are all of us our children,
Frightened of unconsciousness, the story's end.
This is the end of the story. Rest now.
We are inside human history, that infinitesimal
Shaft of light not yet past the Milky Way.
Forget the all in motion, forget that what we see
Shifts because we see it. Past Newton, who dreamed
Einstein but, too horrified at what he saw, dreamed
Aristotle in return, who liked things as they stayed.
The igneous rock outside his door could not be assayed
Except in its native stillness. Our stillness now.
We have fallen a long way, but see, now, how
Our mutual light recedes as our diminished sun
Appears to set. Some days it is enough to have done
Simply what we have done, and in our night
Begin to dream our journey past the speed of light.
NOW by Thommas
Simmons * ISBN-13: 978-0-9986404-0-2
ISBN 10: 0-9986404-0-9
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