A POEM BY KATHARINE PEDDIE
The man on the radio is talking about the centre of the universe. He says imagine ants on an inflating balloon. The ants are stuck to the balloon. We should not worry about ethics. These are theoretical ants. Every ant sees every other ant moving away from them at the same speed. Each ant is the centre. The universe is constantly expanding. We also should not think about the space of the balloon under each ant. The theoretical ants are not expanding, though they must be. I make my sister stop reading her book on beekeeping to tell her that everything is the centre. Yes she says but only if everything constantly expands at an equal rate everywhere. Her book is good she says. It refers to people as he or she or they. Not he. Never she or he or they. Already she is decentred.
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