If every planet teemed with life,
the multiverse one big beautiful bazaar,
billions of blue orbs everywhere,
star-travel commonplace, fast and cheap,
an interplanetary agora of sorts, would there still be war?
Chagall 2016
If every planet teemed with life,
the multiverse one big beautiful bazaar,
billions of blue orbs everywhere,
star-travel commonplace, fast and cheap,
an interplanetary agora of sorts, would there still be war?
Chagall 2016

Reentry – the friction so great,
I am super-heated,
lit like a trillion suns.
I incinerate so quickly,
the event precedes itself in time.
The pain of total evaporation
cannot be explained;
regrettably, there is no way
to sustain the experience,
endure its full magnitude.
Not of this multiverse,
I stretch eternal, orders of magnitude larger,
while stranded stars bead
about the hips of the Mother.
© Carlos Chagall, 2013