Treasure Island

Diane Hine

(25 July 1956)

Two Trillion Years Hence

Dark Energy blooms in Dark Matter webs
and gently tears its sheets and ropes asunder.
Stars cling like tracers of luminous dust
to Gravity guarded knots and broken threads.
New stars still ignite two trillion years hence.
Perhaps life will thrive in some supercluster
that coalesced before last links were cut.
If so, their galaxy will be immense

yet finite. It will be their whole universe.
No other lights. Not even gamma rays
could race those expanding voids. Any search
for galaxies beyond their own would fail.
The universe will never reveal its birth
to them. They can only speculate.

On speed,
Outward bound!
Told you so, grins
Hubble underground.
Space on speed redshifts stars.
Astronomers - seers?
Yet it’s true, Dark

Submitted: Thursday, May 09, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 17, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Soothsayers is an acrostic poem – 11 lines.
Syllable sequence is 1,2,3,4,5,6,5,4,3,2,1
Lines 1,2,10 and 11 are repeated in line 6
(Return Hexatina Refrain?)

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  • Danny Draper (5/20/2013 4:21:00 AM)

    Diane, my New Scientists are backing up and I am falling behind, but this gives me some hint, a nudge, a nod, a glimmer of what I am yet to be exposed to and still profoundly misunderstand. (Report) Reply

  • Bobby Wynn (5/16/2013 9:21:00 AM)

    I always wondered if stars were a reflection of light, life, duly noted here, great poem. (Report) Reply

  • Search 2 (5/15/2013 7:59:00 PM)

    This visualisation of the universe to be has the authenticity of true science...
    I have often been wondering why we human beings continue to make a destiny of all kinds when the phases of time will alone be later triumphing on the spaces of material and matter..
    Very educative and reflective a poem indeed. (Report) Reply

  • David Wood (5/13/2013 3:35:00 PM)

    In two trillion years we will all be stardust. A galexy of memories. A great poem Diane. (Report) Reply

  • Valerie Dohren (5/10/2013 12:30:00 PM)

    I'd like to be around two trillion years hence to witness conditions then, but somehow, I don't think I will - but who knows, maybe some kind of time warp will bring us back again. It's mind- boggling, just like your poem Diane - good one. (Report) Reply

  • Captain Cur (5/10/2013 8:56:00 AM)

    Ane Hine's
    Comic lines
    Her poetry blasts
    With outlandish rhyme.
    Diane Hine's solar pace
    Must avoid the crash
    Explorers face
    Charting her
    Pace. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (5/9/2013 11:29:00 PM)

    Your all pervasive eyes once more peep into the infinite distances of time to gather unravelled mysteries like a scientist! Great write! !

    Ingenious construction of the acrostic poem! (Report) Reply

  • Thomas A Robinson (5/9/2013 10:11:00 PM)

    Let's ask if the poem will stand the test of time, two trillion years hence.
    When yesterday can't be comprehended, little chance for today, absolutely none for tomorrow.
    And a gamma ray burst will have hit the earth way before then anyway.
    And our star will have turned red and gobbled up the earth.
    Meanwhile we are waiting so let's write poetry. (Report) Reply

  • Douglas Scotney (5/9/2013 8:10:00 PM)

    haps we
    could call 'Sooth-
    sayers' a Hine-
    ku. Seriously
    though, Diane, are you too
    trying to fathom
    those difficult
    shows on
    space? (Report) Reply

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