Hubbled
The nearsighted world
puts on its lenses
and suddenly sees
beyond its own
little neighborhood
to realize how small
the old familiar really is.
The terrible beauties
stretch beyond
the dwarfed imagination.
puts on its lenses
and suddenly sees
beyond its own
little neighborhood
to realize how small
the old familiar really is.
The terrible beauties
stretch beyond
the dwarfed imagination.
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#30 for Napomo 15
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Indeed.*
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The last stanza. **
Ever so humbling. *
We are stardust, aren't we?* Congrats on NaPoWriMo.
*, Gary. Great close. Hubbled indeed.
Four great stanzas.
Thank you, Amanda, John, Tara,
Matt, Gary, David, and Paul.
"to realize how small
the old familiar really is"
Direct and good. I like the poem.
Thank you, Sam.
Reminds me of when I left my small hometown and then tried to come back and live there. Perspective changes everything. *
Wish I had come around here a little earlier. So good to know folks devoted themselves to NaPoMo. Well done. *
Thank you, Felicia and Angela.
I love how you turned a telescope into s verb *
Thank you, Foster.
"dwarfed imagination" is good.
Everything in place, a delight.
Thank you, Bill and Darryl.
terrible beauties
stretch beyond
the dwarfed imagination
Speaks volumes. *
Thank you, Daniel.