Diane Hine

Silver Star - 4,143 Points (25 July 1956)

Woolly Mammoths - Poem by Diane Hine

What’s new in science? Quantum computers? Good,
we’ll need fuzzy thinking to resurrect
the woolly mammoths snap frozen in Yakutsk.
We’ll fire up some Pleistocene cybersex.

Colonize Mars? Plot interstellar treks?
Imagine star ships sailing manifold
cold voids, bridge decks blinking like discotheques
while we sweat inside our thin blue gloriole.

Everyone will escape, long before Sol
swaddles Earth in hot red effluvium
and exodus is a good long term goal;
persistence, not of memory but of human

or human cyborg. I want them to survive.
If early pioneers use pulsed fusion
a second wave could overtake with warp drive
spearing Milky Andromeda’s rendezvous and

dusting the dark sides of planets with lights.
But svelte or swollen, red, white or black, the Sun
will always be the first star they look for at night
with fond thoughts of the fabled Earthlings (that’s us) .

Feeling nostalgic, they might return some Time;
with spades and archaeological intent.
I’m inclined to think that if anyone’s
going to dig us up, it will be them.

But wait, what about the woolly mammoths
paddling in the permafrost? They’ll go too!
squeezed in an interstellar windjammer
tucked in a little animal embryo zoo.

Comments about Woolly Mammoths by Diane Hine

  • Diane Hine (9/10/2013 11:08:00 PM)

    Thanks for your comment Thomas, but one small point is that Earth is unlikely to be destroyed when Andromeda and the Milky way collide. The galaxies are so spread out, they'll merge in an extremely slow and peaceful way. (Report) Reply

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  • Dinesh Nair (9/9/2013 7:04:00 AM)

    As we dive into these waters of knowledge unraveling mystery and mysticism of nature and life, Diane, the pearls of information that we collect turn out to be a possession for ever.
    The end of a phase in this material earth or the milky planet as a whole may usher in a new order perhaps. I always remain amazed at the evolution of small and mammoth organisms in our earth and I feel it natural if at a later time those wooly mammoths return to stay for a few million years.
    With our intelligence alone, we human beings cannot pull on against all the untoward ecological happenings and even if a mightier organism resurrects from our graveyards after a few more million years, it will be quite in tune with the mysterious forces that have ever been instrumental in the evolution of things since the origin of life in the earth.
    Diane, I wonder how you pick up a lot of information of the kind to brood over and often feel envious of you.
    A wonderful poem.
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  • Valsa George (9/6/2013 4:04:00 AM)

    Again I stumble on the sharp erudite rocks of your concocted version of the end of the present universe! Extricating your verse is harder than resurrecting the woolly mammoths buried long long back from their frozen form! ! Wonderful! ! (Report) Reply

  • Unwritten Soul (9/5/2013 6:25:00 AM)

    Let me release black hole to eat all bad past and bad things be gone forever...or should i explode the pure peace in supernova explosion so every thing finds way to be right...or should i re arrange the constellation of stars to be in mammoth sketching? can all we have in science now can fix all i need....haha_Soul (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 5, 2013

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