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Clues to Our Existence
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THE ARTS
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2 / 1994 |
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Anne Barney
Anne Barney is a widely published poet currently based in
Baltimore. Her first collection of poetry and prose,
Stolen Joy: Healing After Infertility and Infant Loss, has
recently been published by Icarus Books. |
Music of the Spheres
The planets, in their elliptical orbits,
perform a ballet, of proportions
universal and delicate.
Across the expanse,
hangs a gossamer web,
and balanced between each strand, spheres,
as if they were drops of rain.
They slowly edge their paths down strings stretched taut;
sounding notes heard before man could track, or compose,
or fantasize his own omnipotence.
Universal Mother
To read how the earth was formed
is not enough; I want the video!
Better yet, find me a trap door in time
and I will walk through gladly,
to that long night the galaxy
gave birth to a new planet.
Her thunder resounded through an endless room
with no walls to capture the sound;
contractions tore the sky asunder,
with silver blades longer than light-years;
lava poured forth in a brilliant orange show
and the earth was born,
a tumultuous, difficult,
precious, precocious child
with oceans of thought
and Himalayan possibilities.
A Time of Deception
Finger streaks of clouds
drawn through the slate blue sky
are tinted with
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