Saturday, April 19, 2008

Benthic Trembling Star Voices


If you've never read A Swiftly Tilting Planet by Madeline L'Engle: A) You need to get on that. The library has two copies. And B) Farandolae are these wonderful and quite possible imaginary entities within mitochondria which act as the rythymic instruments which pulsate and create the life within a mitochondria. Oh, and if you aren't a science person, I suppose there should be C) Mitochondria are the energy makers within each of our cells, but which are entirely subject unto themselves, and are the only things within our entire body which contain their own unique set of DNA, separate from ours. Which is really, when you think about it, quite wonderfully amazing.

Farandolae
And waving.
whittling fronds from paper cells,
pasting in eyes, and glass pieces of eight.
Which break upon the teeth.
A reflection of the smiles
strung upon my plastic
menagerie
You.
Sweet, desperate vacuum.
That our efforts long to fill
in every place at once.
For love.
Mito
en
sito, with
Con, taken down and beaten blue,
gasps
of air
for flailing alveoli
dance
splits the goddess of, Dria.
Contractions force the movement
out of the static hands.
Work.
Relative
Related to
Quanta.
Apoptosis forgot to cut
that part of me
the farandolae waving,
the benthic trembling star voices.

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