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The Other Habitable Worlds

THE OTHER HABITABLE WORLDS
Jennifer Bonner
Boothbay, Maine

In the morning after the ice storm
as the orb crested the hill,
the tops of the tall oaks –
they appeared as the finest tatting,
a sparkling lace, infinitely detailed,
the ladies having been busy in the night.

By afternoon the young geometricians
could measure the numerous prisms
as the westerly rays
pierced the frozen beads.
I must be on the close end of the spectrum.
All I see is red fire

crystals like a ballroom chandelier,
trees like a transcendent vision
above an ancient mosaic floor,
each tiny chip with a panoramic cosmos
of its own, yet another sighting
of all the many habitable worlds.

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