Poems of the Week

Extra Spatial Geometry

by David Hedges

NASA’s Saturn probe produced results
Observers weren’t expecting in their dreams
(Commoner events engender cults).
The northern polar region sports, it seems,

A hexagon that science can’t explain,
A geometric shape that has no match
In all the universe, such strange terrain,
It forces top astronomers to scratch

Their astral noggins, rack their brains (mistakes
Can cost them research money). Theories flow:
A hex nut that a space mechanic takes
A wrench to every umpteen years or so?

A honeycomb? A fractal flower head?
A column of basalt? Some kryptonite?
A colony of aliens who fled
Their planet at the dying of the light?