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God Gives Up the Sun, Jason Gray
From the broken egg The solar system was born. The yellow sphere nestling Into its gravity well. Pluto is already falling Through cracks in the brick.
Given enough time, the whole Shebang will fry and be Swallowed into the black Hole of a dog’s mouth.
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JASON GRAY is the author of Radiation King (winner of the Idaho Prize for Poetry) and Photographing Eden, as well as two chapbooks, How to Paint the Savior Dead and Adam & Eve Go to the Zoo. His poems have been featured in Poetry, Kenyon Review, American Poetry Review, Image, and elsewhere. Find him online at http://jason-gray.net. About his poem, “God Gives Up the Sun,” Grays says, “In the case of this poem, the creation was pretty straightforward—the photograph prompt sparked the conceit. I was lucky this time—the poem came almost whole—something that’s probably only happened once before. I think and write often about space, so the full egg yolk naturally suggested the sun to me, and the spill of the albumen looked like the elliptical shape of the solar system. If the egg is God, I guess I side with the egg coming first in the great chicken v. egg debate.”