If a Mere Golf Ball (Plutonic Sonnets 156)

If a mere golf ball represents the Sun

At Yankee Stadium’s home plate, we know

A trip to Neptune would take a home run;

And the next star would be in Chicago!

Such is the size and emptiness of space.

In search of something solid, shall we turn

To matter? Well, supposing we replace

Our Sun with golf-ball nucleus, we learn

That centered, its electrons, far afield,

Would haunt the stadium’s remote recesses.

The Cosmos thus appears to stand revealed

As but the union of two emptinesses!

I think Democritus might feel annoyed

To hear how filled the atoms are with void.