New Year’s Eve - 1999
(for Maggie with admiration)
You reach into the closet
and I feel the old anxiety—
so mythic a dimension:
a place of disappearances
where Jews and true natures hide.
a place where skeletons
and disordered affections are kept.
the place Jesus wants us to enter
and pray more earnestly.
You reach into asymmetry
and bring out a winter coat
that will warmly embrace you.
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The black hole thing is interesting. Black holes are so heavy that nothing can ever escape... and yet, if the Big Bang is so, everything once did.
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