-what Carl Sagan said:

but first, just about everything I want to talk about this morning

can be found in Bukowski’s poem: “fan letter."

there, Dora, who makes marmalade, tells us about hubby Benny,

who writes poetry.

she tells me he's got a bad temper which is none of my business.

seems like Benny keeps his poems to himself where

unpublished poets usually live, wander the land, wither and die.

in the here and now I'm told of all things, that I’m made of "star-stuff."

others have been told the same thing. how utterly romantic!–– "star-stuff."

but I’m showing-up this morning to tell the romantics among you

that although it's true you’re made of "star-stuff," so’s your refrigerator.

and that "fishy" catch-of-the-day slab radiating in the micro?

that's made of "star-stuff," too!

and so's the dust on the mantle below the young woman

in a flowing red gown playing the piano.

she’s "star-stuff," too, and there are thousands of her, pressed

and hanging in every tenement-house in the north end! 

and so’s Benny who writes poems and Dora who makes marmalade!

and that's just about everything I want to talk about this morning,

about what Carl Sagan said about star stuff.