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Infinity

There is something
unbalanced in this.

He is not of two minds.

The weight of numbers
(square root of pi
limit as x approaches
infinity
tangent graphs)
these are his world.

They are hefty things, I know.
But is there not
a different heart to this:

the color of water
so gray
to be a different
darker
heartier gray
than that of its cold morning;

a landscape
desert
winter
mountains
summer;

the heavy wheel of it:
its endless path--

infinity,
no?

Mariel Boyarsky is 17 years old and a senior in high school in New City, New York
(USA), but she will be attending Vassar College in the fall. She has been writing
poetry for four years, and hopes to pursue a career in creative writing. She has
been published in a variety of local, state, national, and international publications
and contests, including Can We Have Our Ball Back?, the Anne Arlys Bowler
Poetry contest ($100), and the National Foundation for Advancement in the
Arts ($1,000).