This is one of the selections from my recent release, Words Transcending Themselves.
1
In a single second, the voyager spacecraft travels eleven miles through the darkness.
In one minute it travels the distance between Boston and Richmond, Virginia.
In one hour, it covers the distance around the equator.
In one month, that is a trip to the moon. And back to the Earth. And back to the moon. And to the Earth, again.
But the hundreds, thousands, millions of miles that it actually covers
These are through an empty dark:
Even The scientists call that place
cosmic purgatory.
Nothing, and nothing, and more of nothing.
In 2025 there will not be enough energy left within
To power a single instrument on the vessel.
The blackness outside will finally have its way with the world within it.
If we had aimed it at a star in the first place,
It would have been arriving for a lunch date
Sometime in February. around the year 72, thousand three hundred. eighteen.
2.
All the things I know and think I know.
All my feelings. Memories. Words.
Begin, of course,
In fifteen centimers located beneath my eyes,
Between my ears
within my skull
100 billion neurons weighing less than 3 pounds.
In the beginning there was an impulse.
Follow it with me
In through a dendrite,
Away past the nucleus
Down the myalin sheath,
And out those axons…
But between each of the cells…
There is this open space.
The synapse is a gap bridged by neurotransmitters.
these countless empty spaces, these darknesses between the neurons
I declare
That they be named
the tiny purgatories of the mind.
3.
I am thinking about open spaces today.
I declare that as above, so below
As it is outside
So it is within
There are these
Billions of voyagers traveling billions of synapses
Each with three radioisotope thermoelectric generators
Propelling her among an oort cloud made of serotonin, glutamate, norepinephrine and endorphin.
And I declare that the emptiness,
The pause, the waiting, and the anticipation…
These are the things which might just redeem us.
I am thinking about open spaces today.
And I declare that our one great hope
Is in nothing, and nothing, and nothing at all.