Invisible dark matter (from The Cosmos Trilogy)
It is the inevitable
Dark matter we are not made of
That I am afraid of.
Most of the universe consists of this.
I put a single normal ice cube
In my drink.
It weighs one hundred million tons.
It is a sample from the densest star.
I read my way across
The awe I wrote
That you are reading now.
I can’t believe that you are there
Except you are. I wonder what
Cosmologists don’t know
That could be everything
The someone looking at the page
Could be the everything there is,
Material that shines,
Dark matter is another
Matter. Cosmologists don’t know.
The physicists do not.
The stars are not.
Another thing beside
The row of things is
Standing there. It is invisible
And reads without a sound.
It doesn’t matter
That it doesn’t really.
I need to take its hand
To cross the street.
The Kate Bush Story - Running Up That Hill (BBC)
Bela Lugosi’s Dead - Bauhaus
Three Hearts - (Benoît Jacquot, 2014)
This cast together.
Autumn Sonata (Ingmar Bergman, 1978)
I love the jacket copy on prop books.