Alignment
Steadfast Polaris winks its north to me.
The other stars revolve about this
one, reliable point as the moon and planets
wander, as they will, across the dark expanse
of nothing naked eyes can see. The human
is less dependable than these pinpricks
and the lunar cycle. I'll align myself
by shining, cyclical dramas of the sky.
The other stars revolve about this
one, reliable point as the moon and planets
wander, as they will, across the dark expanse
of nothing naked eyes can see. The human
is less dependable than these pinpricks
and the lunar cycle. I'll align myself
by shining, cyclical dramas of the sky.
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Pinprick stars shine on
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Undependable humans, yes. Gary, I love what you do.
"wander, as they will, across the dark expanse
of nothing naked eyes can see"
Good piece.
Excellent, Gary. Wonderful - such depth in brevity. I would love to write poetry, but it escapes me.
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Yes.*
Deeply insightful. *
Thank you, Gay.
Thank you, Sam.
Thank you, Jason.
Thank you, Gary.
Thank you, Ray.
Thank you, Matt.
^
Thank you, Amanda.
Fffff-Bwaaaahhh. That's the sound that came out when I read this. Super stuff.
Thank you, Neil.
*Yes! Me, too. I'll align myself by shining, cyclical dramas of the sky.
Thank you, Nonnie.