A Brief History of Time

A Brief History of Time A Poem By JOSE ESPINEL The beginning spilled light. And helium. And time. Across the newborn plane These raced to fill the void And this process we know Is natural. The glass says so, When spilled sideways and Unless the vintage is good You’ll never hear me complain. Also no one denies that Given enough time (And inconsiderate housemates), Wine dries all red and brittle and stains. Time’s next step – the one that persists In the absence of a mop-armed god Is a wine stain on the floor of the universe: An era where …

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Standish Library

Standish Library A Poem By AIDAN FITZSIMONS   There is a tall clock on the front wall Facing all of Standish Library Does not tick or seem to move at all It does when you don’t look But the time is often off   A giant sun shape Brass, gold, dull, heavy, painted, fake The clock is as long as me But it never expands or shines or changes or burns Which is how you know it is not me And not the sun, see   Even though I know it’s fake It feels imperial, definitive Its rays radiate evenly …

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