sometimes, Nic, I don’t think

                    you did us any kindness

                    when you proved

                    we

                    are not

                    the center

                    I suppose

                    you could not help yourself

                    It was your nature

                    but

                    it is our nature

                    to want to be

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        The firefly galaxy post of February 10 reminded me of a poem I wrote a long time ago to Nicolaus Copernicus.  I thought it was among those included at the end of THE OPEN BOAT, but it isn’t.  Nor is it on the poems page of the main site.

        However, it was short and I was able to recall enough to rewrite it into the above, which may be an improvement on the original.