That meteorite in the museum–
remote and reposing under glass
composed of stony iron
fool’s gold and diamond dust

arrived smoking
from some universal haunt
lathed with friction
and the rotogravure of atmosphere

I would so like to touch
its ancient face and edges
now cool and cloistered-
this stranded comet shard
of big bang legacy

feel its unworldliness
under my fingers
an object that travelled light years
to appear before us — primitive, amazing
and of the same substance .





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