I have changed my icon from a vision of space to one from the sea, the flotation bulbs on kelp. Kelp was on the beach when Anna and her daughters were here and they had never seen the huge strands, the bulbs, never held them in their hands.
This is to me one of the most important and painful poems ever written, a poem of conscience and witness, read here by the author Carolyn Forche. The poem is The Colonel.
Brace yourself. The image in the last lines will never leave your mind.
Here is a deeper look at her: http://www.english.illinois.edu/Maps/poets/a_f/forche/life.htm