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Mega-Galaxies

Updated: Jun 26

for Pat


A poem by Elizabeth J. Coleman


Person using a laptop in a cafe, viewed through a window. Background reflections show city street.

A week after astronomers found

six mega-galaxies formed

when time itself began,

 

I fell in Riverside Park, and a man

on a bike stopped to help.

Each mega-galaxy weighs a billion

times more than our sun.

 

The guy on the bike, whose button

said, Build Bridges, Not Walls,

wondered about a mini-stroke.

 

But the doctor in our Buddhist

study group, which met on Zoom

that night said I was fine

 

if I felt myself falling

at the time.

 

In the meeting, we spoke

of letting things be,

 

we six mega-galaxies,

sitting in stillness

side by side, in our tiny squares.



Hear Elizabeth read her poem:

Mega—GalaxiesElizabeth J. Coleman


Editor of Here: Poems for the Planet (Copper Canyon Press, 2019), Elizabeth J. Coleman has written several poetry collections, one a finalist for the University of Wisconsin Press prizes. Her poems appear in numerous journals and anthologies. Elizabeth’s forthcoming poetry collection is a finalist for several poetry prizes. Find her on Instagram at @elizabethjcoleman.


Image:

Cafe scenes by Tim Gouw

4 Comments


Love the Buddhist feeling of timelessness, sitting in stillness.

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pwdoodle
Jun 29

Quite beautiful, makes me reflect…

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Metaphorically Brilliant

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Letting things be...Amen.

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