Quantum Sonnet Poem by Hans Ostrom

Electrons here, electrons there, but no
Transition anywhere. They disappear.
They reappear-a quantum jump-or so
It's been identified-not well, I fear.

For if the relocation were a jump,
The jumping thing would stay in view.
Electrons don't exactly make a whump
When landing after leap-I know it's true

They're ultra-small. Perhaps there is a sleight
Of light in sub-particulated world?
Or maybe God hides in a burst of light-
Photonic God, an energetic whirl

That makes and breaks the rules. Look there, look here,
But note that in-between does not appear.