Unknown Worlds

For Bjorn’s prompt at Real Toads:  Cosmology and the creation of our universe, our expanding universe.

Unknown Worlds
“f you wish to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first invent the universe.” Carl Sagan

I remember the moment when as a child,
I realized there were people I did not know.
I was standing up in the backseat and looking
out the car window at another car full of people.
I said to my papa,
I don’t know those people over there.
My mother turned around and said, of course you don’t.
they don’t live in our neighborhood.
I pondered it.
I remember standing on a chair watching my grandmother
roll out pastry for a pie.
She put it in the oven and I went outside.
I looked up into the blue sky at the sun.
Later that day when it had changed to night
I looked up at the stars.
I know you, I said.
I know all of you.

 

19 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Marie Elena
    Mar 30, 2019 @ 21:42:26

    This is one of the most beautiful poems I believe I’ve ever read.

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  2. kanzensakura
    Mar 30, 2019 @ 21:45:32

    Wow. Thank you Marie. ❤

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  3. Margaret Elizabeth Bednar
    Mar 31, 2019 @ 01:36:52

    endearingly expressed

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  4. Kerry
    Mar 31, 2019 @ 03:49:22

    How extraordinarily beautiful!

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  5. kim881
    Mar 31, 2019 @ 04:16:52

    Oh that beautiful view through the eyes of a child, especially when that child was you!

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  6. Brendan
    Mar 31, 2019 @ 06:02:26

    It’s the magic of (in) sight — “As the eye is form’d, so are its powers,” sd. Blake. What a magical transformation, this cookery.

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  7. annell4
    Mar 31, 2019 @ 09:15:42

    I love it!!

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  8. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Mar 31, 2019 @ 11:11:09

    The quote to start with is an excellent part to jump from… and looking at the universe with a child’s eye…

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  9. anmol(alias HA)
    Mar 31, 2019 @ 12:56:18

    How wonderful to explore this theme through the child’s eyes that want to know and embrace it all! Such a lovely verse!

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  10. sanaarizvi
    Mar 31, 2019 @ 14:23:43

    Wowww ❤❤❤ this is utterly beautiful, Toni! 😊

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  11. Sherry Blue Sky
    Mar 31, 2019 @ 14:30:48

    OH how I LOVE this poem and its exceptional closing lines. Fantastic, Toni!

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  12. ZQ
    Mar 31, 2019 @ 14:48:06

    poignant!

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  13. gillena cox
    Mar 31, 2019 @ 16:20:30

    Absolutely gorgeous, Toni. Of somethings we just instinctively share a sense of belonging

    Thanks for dropping by my sumie Sunday today

    Much🏵love

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  14. wyndolynne
    Mar 31, 2019 @ 17:11:25

    This exudes a sense of home, of being at home in the universe. Amazing.

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  15. Wendy Bourke
    Mar 31, 2019 @ 17:35:37

    Wonder full! I love the way that you rendered this piece with unfettered simplicity. This is told through the eyes-wide-open reasoning of a child discovering that we cannot have a connection with everything – but there are faraway things that can have a place (a meaningful place) in our lives.

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  16. Myrna
    Mar 31, 2019 @ 18:04:47

    We are made of stardust after all.
    Beautifully expressed!

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  17. georgeplace2013
    Mar 31, 2019 @ 22:35:31

    The implications of the poem are powerful… wonderful work

    Reply

  18. Whitesnake
    Apr 01, 2019 @ 16:02:21

    Well…………….that was good.

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  19. priscillaking
    Apr 03, 2019 @ 09:51:45

    Interesting. As an introvert, I think I was born classifying the world as me, Mommy, Daddy, and The Big World Of Strangers. I remember consciously learning about the concept of friendship around age five, identifying another human (a cousin) as a friend at six: Friends were people you’d known long enough that you began to feel fond of them, the way you felt fond of your favorite books, playthings, pillow…

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