[identity profile] cucumbersarnies.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] greatpoetry
Antidotes to the fear of death

Sometimes as an antidote
To fear of death,
I eat the stars.

Those nights, lying on my back,
I suck them from the quenching dark
Till they are all, all inside me,
Pepper hot and sharp.

Sometimes, instead, I stir myself
Into a universe still young,
Still warm as blood:

No outer space, just space,
The light of all the not yet stars
Drifting like a bright mist,
And all of us, and everything
Already there
But unconstrained by form.

And sometimes it’s enough
To lie down here on earth
Beside our long ancestral bones:

To walk across the cobble fields
Of our discarded skulls,
Each a treasure, like a chrysalis,
Thinking: whatever left these husks
Flew off on bright wings.

Date: 2004-03-07 11:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ronniekinns.livejournal.com
Ooh, that was a wonderful poem. Thanks for sharing!

Date: 2004-03-07 11:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] threeandnine.livejournal.com
That is incredible! Thanks for posting it.

Date: 2004-03-07 11:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] threeandnine.livejournal.com
It sure is--wow! I can see how studying the skies can lead one to the search for answers--and I love it when science and poetry merge.

Your icons are great, BTW.

I am posting this poem in my journal and crediting you so that my other friends may enjoy it, if you don't mind.

Date: 2004-03-09 03:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] threeandnine.livejournal.com
I am definitely going to be getting that book. She sounds very interesting. Thanks so much for sharing all of this.

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