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unpublished poets usually live, wander the land, wither and die

with less play than the remains of a woolly mammoth. 

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 so's the dust on the mantlepiece below the picture of a young woman

in a flowing red gown playing the piano by M. Pseudonym!

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

in every tenement in the north end!

 

as for Benny who writes poems and Dora who makes marmalade,

I can now say with authority: "they're star-stuff"!

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

you know, about what Carl Sagan said about star-stuff.