“Space Time is Curved” by Victoria Pynchon

(for Anne)

Space time is curved
and gravity does not hold
the moon like a ball
on a string.

Gravity, they say,
just names the shape
of space, simply expresses
the curve of it.

We’re like that.  We curve
space time around
each other.

I’ve said this before:

every cell contains the whole
of us, yet makes a single
piece of us, muscle or sinew,
tissue or bone.

We’re like that.  We go
where we’re needed.

Remember, my love, that love
is what moves anything
in the direction of another,
woman toward her kind
and the creatures toward
their god, the apple toward
the ground as it falls
and the fire toward
the sky as it burns.

Love is a shape, not a force
and we do not hold
each other like moons
on a string.

We are love’s form,
my sweet, love’s

And I curve
into you

Victoria Pynchon has been published in Poet Lore, Transformation, a Journal of Literature, Ideas and the Arts, Kalliope, Ledge, and the Southern New Hampshire Literary Journal among others. Ms. Pynchon is an attorney-mediator who lives in Los Angeles, California with her husband, Stephen Goldberg.

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