They tell us the universe
is expanding at blazing,
amazing speed. Yet all things
collapse upon themselves.
We see it every day.
Does the great wheel turn and
keep turning, or does it fall
back into the black ocean
of the dark’s dark matter?
I don’t know, and perhaps
I don’t want to. Such knowledge
is a burden. Some burdens
are much too much to carry.
THE WAY SHE MOVES
The way things shift in the sack of her dress.
Does she know what she carries?
Does she understand she lifts the world?
She bends. Desire bends with her.
Sun and wind hold her close.
They won’t let go. I won’t either.
Tom Montag is most recently the author of In This Place: Selected Poems 1982-2013. He is a contributing editor at Verse-Virtual. In 2015 he was the featured poet at Atticus Review (April) and Contemporary American Voices (August) and at year’s end received Pushcart Prize nominations from Provo Canyon Review and Blue Heron Review. Other poems will be found at Hamilton Stone Review, The Homestead Review, Little Patuxent Review, Mud Season Review, Poetry Quarterly, Third Wednesday, and elsewhere.