Hold this poem at arm’s length,
And peer right through its O’s.
Even the ones in lower case
Contain an awful lot of space –
But just how large is small , do you suppose ?
Good try, but a little under-strength –
Your guess is a tenth of a tenth of a tenth.
Within that ringlet, give or take,
Between the billion nitrogens,
Are photons – streaming on a breeze
From fifty thousand galaxies,
Upon a thoughtful mind or friendly lens –
As through the page, within its wake,
The universe is on the make.
3 thoughts on “Pinhole Camera”
You have such a way with words.. it catches hold and burrows deep.
Thanks, but now you’re just making me blush.
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And no need to blush.. work like this is meant to be appreciated.