The shape of the Genome poemis scattered stars; a twinkling netof orchestrated switchesMolecules drafted through millennia,coagulating endless dreams of water;Chemistry’s infinite creative palettesampling light and elementsdandelion suns, beheaded as aristocrats,lion-shorn — still imagine symbiotic airlifting their lost materials,on round, star-hair wings. — “The Human Genome: Poems on the Book of Life” by Gillian K. Ferguson…
