And then it happened. Amidst cosmic busting and booming Gravity snapped, That galactic rack and pinion. Trees took off like rockets. Cemeteries exploded. The living and the dead Flew straight up together. Only up was gone. Up was away. Earth still spun As it stalled and drifted darkward, Sublime, An aspirin in a glass of water. Used with the permission of Copper Canyon Press, P.O. Box 271, Port Townsend, WA 98368-0271, www.cc.press.org | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CHANGED WOMAN by LOUISE BOGAN POETS ARE BORN NOT MADE by ROBERT FROST TO THE MARTYRED by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO DISRAELI ON CONSERVATISM by MARIANNE MOORE THE POET (2) by ISAAC ROSENBERG |