Of Astral Collisions and the Origins of Gold *
David A. Welch
Cores
Collapsing
In such
Heat, this
Passionate pair
Of behemoths
Circling each
Other in
An interstellar
Tangoul Mortii,
The infinite
Violence of their
Story’s
End
Emits a faint
Signal – Er war
Erde in ihnen, und
Sie gruben.
Mponeng
Tau Tona
Madre de Dios
Guacamayo
Infinite
Violence
The finger of a
Strong god jabs:
“Dig deeper,
you!
And you there,
Sing!”
Observing
The explosion of two
Neutron stars,
Astrophysicists exclaim,
“Your golden wedding
ring came from this!”
Infinite violence
Sie gruben
Masbate
Mercury gold-child
Kupol
Gulag-gold
They dig and they dig
The ring on your finger
Awakens
Strike up the dance
Τα ἀγενής
Τα με όντα
Τα όντα
*Italicized text in the poem is borrowed and adapted / rearranged from Paul Celan’s “There Was Earth Inside Them” and “Todesfuge.”
David A. Welch is a management consultant with degrees in Journalism and Studies in Literature. His poetry has been published in E∙ratio, Otoliths and Dappled Things. David A. Welch is online at cindersthereare.wordpress.com.
