How they must have felt,
           like supermen or demigods,
when they reached across both space and time
           and pulled a cluster of minuscule dots,
red like measles or clover spiders
           from the very bottom of a collector’s jar,
a galaxy of non-existent stars
           birthed and snuffed out by a storm of fire,
now lensed and stretched and amplified,
washing back like glass on the tide.


Ross Thompson is an award-winning writer from Bangor, Northern Ireland. His work has appeared in a wide range of journals and publications, and he read ‘The Slipping Forecast’ on the BBC for The Arts Show.

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