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The muse of universes

Once in a trillion years

the muse of universes

claps her hands. And, with that shock

of light, reverses


an aeon of drift, dilution,

the outward-rolling wave

of dark and the illusion

of end times.


A new draft, she orders

and the universe erupts

into rhyme, fields and forces

echoing. She rebuts


formlessness, sparks stanzas

from an alphabet of particles,

spells out what matters, what

radiates, what tickles


the fancy into galaxies

with gravity’s feather pen.

She unrolls the scroll of space,

says, There. Now try again.


by Alice Major, from “Standard Candles,” University of Alberta Press

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