The scientist
studying nematodes
says: every day
I see the hand of God.
 
I’ve seen them
making love
(he doesn’t say
mate or copulate.)
 
He says:
they are like the knife
of a Mongolian host
in a yurt
cutting meat;
 
each day
I love them more,
and have to
kill them.

 

Miriam Sagan is the author of over twenty-five books. These poems were written during an Infinitessimal residency with Art Loves Science in Ottawa. She blogs at Miriam’s Well. Much of her recent work is based on residencies with the National Parks, including Agate Fossil Beds.