Stars scribble in our eyes the frosty sagas,
the glowing cantos of unvanquished space.
—Hart Crane
Without gravity
I fly into a thousand pieces,
add sparkle to various reflections —
fallen stars, colliding lights —
transform particles, waves, and dark matter.
I become ocean, mercury, silver
shimmers, fairy tales, fascinated.
The strangeness of this atmosphere
seduces, shifts consciousness,
shapes bloodstreams,
provokes a rush.
Let the the next dimension pull you,
lightning-mind, prosperous poet,
duellist without a fight.
Let the lake talk, embrace it.
This poem was previously published in the multi-award-winning poetry collection by Helene Cardona entitled Life in Suspension (Salmon Poetry 2016).