Tuesday, November 27, 2012

The Pull of the Black Hole (Poem)

The pull of the black hole

is what does not escape
where the center holds

wresting the light, bending
shadow in the grip of dust.

The second before disappearance
is never a no return, more

like orbiting that threshold
that calls to you to feel

yourself going inward once
your energy jet's burned.

The void's so hard to explain.

© 2012 Maureen E. Doallas
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My inspiration for this poem is the fascinating article "How to Escape From a Black Hole", which appeared in Time Science & Space last month.

10 comments:

Louise Gallagher said...

You have such an amazing ability to translate something from an idea into visual reality through your words. You always set my mind thinking.

Dave King said...

The void's so hard to explain.

Many things are, I find. Your poem for one, but that is true of many a great poem and matters little. Your poem grips and suggests and leaves the reader with a sense of something beyond.

signed...bkm said...

the last line is stellar...questions that we will never be able to answer..bkm

Wolfsrosebud said...

nice job of trying

Brian Miller said...

the void is so hard to explain...and i think in some ways we have all experienced it...i have...and it is hard to fill by our own hands....

Tatius T. Darksong said...

you paint a vivid picture here and leave one to wonder the aftermath and what may be waiting in the blackhole

Kathleen said...

Ooooo. Also, synchronicity: I was just reading about the void via Simone Weil.

nance said...

impossible to explain to someone that hasn't been there.

nance said...

thank you for not having the puzzling puzzle of deciphering the code.

Beachanny said...

Love this - orbiting the rim - there's always the hope it's only a worm hole that slides you to the other side of the universe in just no time at all. Very clever.