The Sciences Sing a Lullabye<\/b>
\n by Albert Goldbarth<\/i><\/p>\n
Physics says: go to sleep. Of course
\nyou\u2019re tired. Every atom in you
\nhas been dancing the shimmy in silver shoes
\nnonstop from mitosis to now.
\nQuit tapping your feet. They\u2019ll dance
\ninside themselves without you. Go to sleep.<\/p>\n
Geology says: it will be all right. Slow inch
\nby inch America is giving itself
\nto the ocean. Go to sleep. Let darkness
\nlap at your sides. Give darkness an inch.
\nYou aren\u2019t alone. All of the continents used to be
\none body. You aren\u2019t alone. Go to sleep.<\/p>\n
Astronomy says: the sun will rise tomorrow,
\nZoology says: on rainbow-fish and lithe gazelle,
\nPsychology says: but first it has to be night, so
\nBiology says: the body-clocks are stopped all over town
\nand
\nHistory says: here are the blankets, layer on layer, down and down.<\/p>\n
I’ve spent almost an entire week out in White Rock, testing the waters at a new part-time job and trying to tidy a sense of order into the chaos we’ve created in the beige wasteland that is his townhouse. Colour, (both literal and metaphorical), arrived with me, (a red, cuddly throw blanket, an orange pair of denim pants, a smart red wool field blazer, striped sweaters for the trembling little dog), but also some mess, as my life and Robin’s are too different to effortlessly integrate. Left to me, I would transform this place into a sheik’s palace, all emerald green velvet pillows and hanging glass lanterns like teal gemstones, but instead I have been working to assimilate. I’ve been wearing bland clothing and brushing my teeth with an electric toothbrush and learning to use an iPad casually, as if it’s perfectly natural to be holding such a tangible chunk of future in my hands. <\/p>\n
So it continues. Today, for Valentine’s, we’re leaving for five days in Vegas. He booked it as a surprise trip, all I know for sure is that all of our evenings are booked, at least one night with Cirque and another with Penn & Teller.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The Sciences Sing a Lullabye by Albert Goldbarth Physics says: go to sleep. Of course you\u2019re tired. Every atom in you has been dancing the shimmy in silver shoes nonstop from mitosis to now. Quit tapping your feet. They\u2019ll dance inside themselves without you. Go to sleep. Geology says: it will be all right. Slow … Continue reading “we travel well together”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[1722,128,68,247,146],"class_list":["post-3931","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-poem","tag-poetry","tag-robin","tag-travel","tag-valentines"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3931","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3931"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3931\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3931"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3931"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3931"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}