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Gravity

a poem about curved lines

Sep 2, 2019

Newton said things want to move in a straight line,
Moving away at a sure and even pace.

He said once a thing began its journey
There would be a force to pull it back,
A force to hold as strong as the need to go.

It isn’t love that holds things together after all.
Not even the mind’s will means much against
This need to escape, this need to recapture.

We move in curved lines, like planets
Caught between the sun and the dark.