The Solar Forge
By Kate Rauner
A hundred Earths would fit across the sphere
except they’d boil away.
The energy of life blasts out, hurled
into space, and will for eons untold.
Earth catches a drop in her blue hands and molds
Geysers surge in jets and waves and looping flares,
hotter than any gas.
Human hands blend metals forged in flame.
Only the Sun transmogrifies
in a forge with protons, neutrons; which lie beyond my eyes.
I only say their names