Sandra Kolankiewicz

The Place of Sex in the Universe

Is the energy loving, you ask, for
imagining a warmth in all that
space is impossible. Think of the
distance between atoms, their
revolving constituencies. How can
absence be so immense? Remember
when no matter how hard you
pressed, you couldn’t get inside,
remained of another world,
separate fluids always discernible
but electrons forever shared as if
nothing made a difference because
all was unlimited. Still, we took
pictures, turning wave into particle,
moment into failure or success,
depending on who was looking.


Depth is to breadth as well is to river,
longitude to latitude on the dark
side of the moon. Imagine if you did
not spin as you rotated. How would you
live without telling yourself tomorrow’s
coming? Laying it down is forgetting
as surrendering is peace or giving
up to breathing, the baby safe in the
crib, unable to hurt herself even
if she is screaming and the bright moonlight
strikes through the window, making it day. Seed
is to water without the gardening
gloves, bud is to rose minus the poison,
lettuce, the new lawn you are growing. Height,
length, and width make volume, stability
dependent on the size of the base in
proportion to the body, with greater
density the lower you go ideal.

Nearly 200 of Sandra Kolankiewicz’s poems and stories have appeared in reviews over the past 35 years, most recently in Prairie Schooner, New World Writing, BlazeVox, Gargoyle, Fifth Wednesday, Prick of the Spindle, Per Contra, Appalachian Heritage, and Pif. Turning Inside Out won the Black River Prize at Black Lawrence Press. Finishing Line Press published The Way You Will Go. Blue Eyes Don’t Cry won the Hackney Award for the Novel. When I Fell, an e-book with 76 color illustrations, is available at . Links to her work can be found at

When asked about a work of literature that has influenced her writing, she responded this way: To Kill a Mockingbird is probably the work I have read the most times—probably close to a hundred. But could I ever get close to the wonderful story line, the characters, and the wonderful tone of the book? Never, of course.