Winter 2003 • Vol. XXV No. 1 PoetryJanuary 1, 2003 |

Standard Candle

The same irrefragable irrefragables: the car, the barbecue grill, the swing set, oxidizing like plowshares in the steady, end-of-millennium rainfall. Or else it's a voice from three states away, bringing the news that alters all meanings of future (In someone's childhood, of course, it was always a telegram, Regret to inform you … ). ❦ ❦ ❦There's not much out there to slow things down, he (or maybe she) reports, so the cosmological constant will eventually overcome gravity and we (of course I mean our galaxy) will get steadily lonelier. Think of melons, think of oranges, think of grapes. Think of eyes. Think strands of hair. Think specks of dust.

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