FROM “SATELLITES”

TWO NEW POEMS

by Dan Chiasson

Orbit

You have this big capacity, small speck:
barely there at all until
the sun detects your metal shell,
then only than a pinprick;

and yet you can predict the moment,
having already lived it,
lived through it, laughed it off,
we think our child will suffer forever.

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Dan Chiasson teaches at Wellesley College. His next book of poems, Where’s the Moon, There’s the Moon, will be published this year by Alfred A. Knopf.

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