By JP Dancing Bear


A circle inherits a spiral;

The name Fractal is given


To a child. A cat curls into his

Cradled arms, and responds


Only to Schrödinger.


Tightly in the gut of both

Dust swirls into the small


Arms of galaxies. It is

A November twilight


And already the stars

Are prepared.




J. P. Dancing Bear is the author of nine collections of poetry including, Inner Cities of Gulls (2010, Salmon Poetry). His tenth collection, Family of Marsupial Centaurs will be released by Iris Press in 2011. He is editor for the American Poetry Journal and Dream Horse Press and hosts the poetry show, Out of Our Minds, on KKUP and available as podcasts.


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