The False Consolation Of Some Happy Astrophysicists Poem by Shalom Freedman
The False Consolation Of Some Happy Astrophysicists
They tell us
It is wonderful
When we die-
How our atoms will
Go wandering around the galaxy
And we will have
A cosmic presence
Of incredible duration-
But you and I
And all we most care for in ourselves
Are not simply just atoms
And all our most loved being
Will not be circling with our atoms
As they scatter round and round
In those great empty distances -
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