Humanist Voices in Verse:

This week’s poem is by new contributor Grant Seymour. He is an English teacher in Wichita, Kansas, and writes short fiction, poetry, and music.

If you’d like to contribute original poetry to Humanist Voices in Verse, write to hnn@americanhumanist.org with “Poetry” in the subject line.

Please send no more than three poems for consideration per week.

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We Will Never Overcome the Distance

Your love for me
red shifted.
My heart swelled,
collapsed,
burst into the cosmos;
a black hole remained.
Time seem distorted
by the gravity of the situation.
It all happened so fast, but
for those not close to me,
it will be years before they
see the signs of my destruction.
Look to the sky, my love;
your absence bends light.

—Grant Seymour