THE BREATH OF A DEITY
Charge the negative
frequency photons
to cast your dark light.
From motion to matter,
I absorb it like fuller’s earth.
Claiming your dirt as my own,
I am unable to eradicate the damage.
Here, there is no undoing effect.
THE DEATH OF THE AETHER
We attempt to measure
what doesn’t exist -
the luminiferous aether.
We name a fifth element
and hold it close.
Denying its death,
we say
there is no such thing as empty space.
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Poems by Timothy Pilgrim
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