We know the dust of our bones

Arboles de la Vida. Photo by Mario Rendon

Photo by Mario Rendon

Star-blooded beings
We can trace our ancestry
Back to the bright stars
We know the dust of our bones
Rests in galaxy-sized graves


Depth Charge: The starting point for this poem was another line from Oliver Goldsmith’s The Citizen of the World: “The lowest mechanic however looks upon it as his duty to be a watchful guardian of his country’s freedom, and often uses a language that might seem haughty, even in the mouth of the great emperor who traces his ancestry to the moon.”  I wonder how Goldsmith would have reacted to the fact that every living thing on the planet, indeed the Earth itself, can trace its ancestry to long dead stars? If you would like to read all the cosmologically connected writings on this blog, click here.

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A new chapbook, as close as the clouds by Andrew Grimes Griffin, is available for free reading online and/or download.

To read Songs about Sex, Death & Cicadas by Andrew Grimes Griffin, just click on the link. To download a pdf, right click on the link and select “Save link as…”


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