
Here our ancestors are sung
Through labouring lips,
A tunnel of loins, stretching
Hot and long to this dry gorge
Where some are rising still
To score the surface
With their bones
Used by kind permission of Carcanet Press, Manchester, UK
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Used by kind permission of Carcanet Press, Manchester, UK
Rebecca Elson, Ph.D. (1960-1999) was a Canadian-American astronomer and poet. Her research at Princeton and Cambridge focused on star clusters and galaxy formation, including 70 published contributions.... More by Rebecca Elson