There is a hush
from the beginning
of time, where you
can hear yourself blink.
There is a hush,
where a minute ago
we were two million miles
closer to this cluster than
we are now.
There is a hush
when we realize how it is
that we belong at the limit
of the powers of observation.
There is a hush
when the universe evolved
from the static.
I shall return to the hush.
I shall return in a moment
to the conditions which might
have existed at the beginning.
To a hush which can no longer be
distinguished from nothingness.
George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work has been included in such publications as the Hazmat Review, Moria Poetry Journal, Chronogram Journal, Ampersand Literary Review, the Angle at St. John Fisher College, and 3:16 Journal. George’s blogs, essays and letters have appeared in the USA Today, Wall Street Journal, the Atlantic, the Havana Times, the South China Morning Post, the Buffalo News, and more.
Nice! I grew up in the same city as St. John Fisher! Lacrosse camps there were a blast! If only they had plant-based meals in the dining hall in retrospect. A full vegan menu. Anyways I am taking away from the beauty of his work above! Good day to you.