Lightcone1 minute reading
is where we are and when we are. Our past
joins our future
in our present. Two cones meet,
apex to apex;
beyond their bounds are stars
we cannot see,
horizons we will never cross,
that are always out of reach. Our hands
clasp, then let go.
What need is there to touch?
Originally from Zimbabwe, Marian Christie now lives in Southeast England. When not reading or writing poetry, she looks at the stars, puzzles over the laws of physics, listens to birdsong and crochets gifts for her grandchildren.