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Tuesday 15 March 2011

Peripheral

I wish I didn’t know
how far it is
to the nearest star,

or that it would take
our fastest craft 50,000 years
to get there.

I wish I hadn’t learnt
that there are 400 billion
stars in our galaxy

and 500 billion
galaxies to date
that we can estimate.

I wish my horizon
was where the land stops
and the sky starts,

for then I might understand
why everything seems
so important -

the way that animals do;
whose only world
is that within their view.

How I wish I didn’t know
how far it is
to the nearest star.


John H Davies
15th March 2011 



1 comment:

  1. How your poems make me think outside my comfort zone. Profound.

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