Some like to study distant galaxies;
Some like to look at Jupiter and Mars:
I tell you, though, this young black woman’s eyes
Could make astronomers forget the stars.
Bill Luse also has a fine piece in thus edition.
Gods and Politics
We have so much in common, you and I;
Yet not enough, it seems, to make us friends.
The music, books and politics should end
In an intense communion of our lives,
Instead of this indifference that belies
The interests that we separately pursue.
Not even our religious creed can fuse
Our wills together—what does that imply?
“All things are led by thought”: this much is so;
But just a thought is not enough to share,
Unless its current joins all lives that flow
Toward the same great ocean: Loving care
Unites us more than only thought can do,
Though all our gods and politics refuse.