Diane Hine

Freshman - 2,381 Points (25 July 1956)

Stuff and Nonsense

A universe that's saddle shaped
in three-dimensioned space,
Is unimaginably draped
in four-dimensioned case.

A magnet steals a needle from
the feeble grip of Earth,
The photon force with much aplomb
accentuates its worth.

Expanding spacetime's relative
but nothing's at the brink,
To spacetime it's indicative
that things within it shrink.

The quasicrystal calls for more
dimensions than just three,
Essentially to underscore
Its perfect symmetry.

Some gravitons escape our four-
dimensioned universe,
And that is why the force is poor
at halting its diperse.

As time slows down near massive things,
black holes command it still.
There must be someplace time has wings
where density is nil.

Submitted: Saturday, May 19, 2012
Edited: Saturday, May 19, 2012

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  • Rookie - 134 Points Danny Draper (5/25/2012 9:44:00 AM)

    Galaxies collide and black holes at their centre combine one subsumed by the other only deteriorating by gamma radiation. We think of infinite expanasion into nothing and skirting past an event horizon. So many dimensions we cannot comprehend. The future so fantastical in scientific reality and discovery that no deity could contrive. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,966 Points Valerie Dohren (5/19/2012 10:40:00 AM)

    Have always been fascinated by black holes, they remind me of my handbag - once something has entered, it is lost forever! ! Joking aside, another great write. (Report) Reply

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