There is no way to express that explosion; all that exists Roars into flame, the tortured fragments rush away from each other into all the sky, new universes Jewel the black breast of night; and far off the outer nebulae like charging spearmen again Invade emptiness. No wonder we are so fascinated with fire-works.


The Beginning and the End and Other Poems - The Great Explosion (p. 3), Random House, Inc. 1963


There is no way to express that explosion; all that exists Roars into flame, the tortured fragments rush away from each other into all the sky, new...

There is no way to express that explosion; all that exists Roars into flame, the tortured fragments rush away from each other into all the sky, new...

There is no way to express that explosion; all that exists Roars into flame, the tortured fragments rush away from each other into all the sky, new...

There is no way to express that explosion; all that exists Roars into flame, the tortured fragments rush away from each other into all the sky, new...