“Far-flung ocean islands see it and panic.The ends of the earth are shaken.Fearfully they huddle together.They try to help each other out,making up stories in the dark.The godmakers in the workshopsgo into overtime production, crafting new models of no-gods,Urging one another on—‘Good job!’ ‘Great design!’—pounding in nails at the baseso that the things won’t tip over.