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Sunday, January 11, 2009
poem A Black Hole Meditation
A BLACK HOLE MEDITATION
Suppose that inside
It's rich with color, asplash
In light and beauty.
Suppose that flattened
Matter, stripped of all structure,
Is superstringy:
A harp of music
For the many-dimensioned
Almighty's fingers.
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