Friday, April 02, 2004

*:.. A New Constellation ..:*

We go intertwined, him and you
and me, her and him, you and her
each the center of our own circle
of attraction and compulsion and gravity
What a constellation we make: I call it
the Matrix. I call it the dancing
family. I call it wheels inside of wheels
Ezekiel did not know he was seeing
the pattern of enduring relationship
in the late twentieth century
All the rings shine gold as wedding bands
but they are hoops that magicians use
that seem solid and unbroken, yet can slip
into chains of other rings and out
They are strong enough to hang houses on
strong enough to serve as cranes, yet
they are open. We fall through each other
we catch each other, we cling, we flip on
No one is at the center, but each
is her own center, no one controls
-the jangling swing and bounce and merry
go-round lurching intertangle of this mobile
We pass through each other trembling
and we pass through each other shrieking
and we pass through each other shimmering
The circle is neither unbroken
nor broken but living, a molecule attracting
atoms that want to be protein
complex, mortal, able to sustain life
able to reproduce itself inexactly
.learn and grow

by Marge Piercy _

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