Poem: ‘Alfred Wegener to the World’

Science in meter and verse

Illustration of the Earth from space

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Edited by Dava Sobel

And yet it moves! Shh—hear the mountains murmur?
Peripatetic prairies slowly creep
across the globe. There is no terra firma.
Is that so terra-ble? We’ll have to keep
producing new and updated editions
of every atlas. But it’s no one’s fault
that continents collide, or split in fissions.
On groaning sleds of granite and basalt,
coastlines advance on trans-oceanic missions
like runners in the world’s most boring race
(though slow, they never fail to cover ground)
and somehow, still, their clip exceeds the pace
a stubborn academic comes around
to evidence, and changes his positions.

Author’s note: Wegener was an early proponent of continental drift—a theory initially met with resistance.

Daniel Galef writes poetry, plays, short stories, and humor. His book Imaginary Sonnets contains 70 monologues spoken by historical figures­—scientists, artists, saints, murderers, and one fish.

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Scientific American Magazine Vol 331 Issue 4This article was originally published with the title “Alfred Wegener to the World” in Scientific American Magazine Vol. 331 No. 4 (), p. 71
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