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.
Told you so, grins
Space on speed redshifts stars.
Astronomers - seers?
Yet it’s true, Dark
Diane Hine's Other Poems
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- 5/4 (A Curtal Sonnet) -new-
- A Clipped Rondeau
- A Farce.
- A Fecund Ghazal
- A lame-entable limerick for Danny Draper
- A Letter to England*
- A Pantoum For Joan
- A Published Poet visits Outback Poetry C...
- A Rondeau for Laurel
- A Satin Bowerbird (A Short Pantoum)
- A sci-fi sonnet
- A View
- 'A Villanelle' by Thaumoctopus Mimicus
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Poet's Notes about The Poem
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?)