The running string

[This is a poem about a running string.]

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What is the running string and what are its ties?

Stretching both forward and backward

Farther in any direction than anyone can see

The running string, just a little bit slack

Fuzzy but unfrayed, a trailing braid,

Connecting the unknown to the unseen.

To pluck, to twitch, to twang the running string

Is to tug on the ties of infinite past and infinite future.

Its harmonics are now, and then, and maybe

Resonant with richness

In visible harmony

Tethering the silent spheres.

The string runs; the spheres dance.

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[This was a poem about a running string.]