In Looking Up, We Are Looking Back

we see the past in the stars—
this ancient light that
touches us now
is a light
from another beginning
outpacing an ever-filling
interminable expanse of space.

in looking up we are looking back* at a
past we can’t yet see, though it is
infinitely repeated—
the lateral
variations and
infinitesimal deviations
hidden between gravitation waves.

I have never found a thing I
haven’t found before, like
a Kaiya today who is
nothing more than
a Honey I knew
not once, not now, but always.

*Rothko’s been reading Brian Greene.



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