These Are Different Fates
by George Moore
dancing on light, swept up in their own wonder.
The vision they present is what we would hope to find
at the center of a gallaxy, that bright intensity
that situates the darkness, opens out, even
as the darkness so often wins, and the light, a point,
becomes a thread, a streak of traveling photons, spun
out to a certain length, cut off again by the night.
And so the three are one, but three, each angling
toward the immediate moment, each
traversing the now, the light that holds them up,
the last look back that threatens salt, all
together or apart, they travel one direction.
I have been taken with the efforts of writers on your site in the last few issues. I particularly like Mercedes Yardley's response, and Nina Roselle's in the last couple issues.
I'm generally a mainstream poet, but am also engaged with the sci-fi and fantasy worlds. Actually, a lot of what I do deals with spacetime itself, and then with new concepts of time.
My most recent collection of poems is actually titled, All Night Card Game in the Back Room of Time (poetschapbooks.com). But then I have published poems in The Atlantic, Poetry, North American Review, Orion, Colorado Review, Nimrod, Meridian, Chelsea, and have been nominated twice for a Pushcart Prize and for “Best of the Web” this year. Another recent print collection, Headhunting (Edwin Mellen, 2002), deals with things the magazine might find interesting as well. I use the various ritual practices of headhunting to suggest the human need for possession of the other, as in love relationshi
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