Quantum Paradox
Love is spooky action at a distance.
Just noticing me, you will change my spin.
I, sensing you, can put up no resistance,
but turn to meet your gaze, yang to your yin.
So is our strange entanglement a proof
that love is God, and that He’s near and far—
unseen but irresistible, aloof.
To pluck a flower is to trouble a star.
Our love, unbounded by the speed of light,
can fill the boundless cosmos with its might.
Glenn Wright is a retired teacher living in Anchorage, Alaska with his wife, Dorothy, and their dog, Bethany. He writes poetry to sort out his thoughts, sometimes to celebrate what delights him, occasionally to keep from driving his fist through the drywall. His work has recently appeared in Rumen, Muse, Orchards Poetry Review, Pulsebeat Poetry Journal, Gemini Magazine, and other journals.

Mr. Wright, I love this poem. Quantum physics is fascinating.
-Your former student from way back, Priscilla
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