The night sky shifts when you look away and even stars disagree on where they belong. Every eye draws its own constellations. What you see is not what I see, yet both skies burn from the same invisible fire: we see different stars but for everyone who looks there is the same darkness.
The light we see in the darkest night may be seen as a reminder that a star is born when another one dies, infinitely a moment that illuminates the heart within.
I was in Arizona desert once when I was a teenager and the night sky there was gorgeous. I was raised in Arkansas in the country with only security lights but being able to see the night sky from horizon to horizon was something I will never forget.
A night sky in the desert can be spectacular, Paul. I think there’s too much light pollution around modern cities that make it almost impossible to enjoy the night skies I remember when I was growing up.
My book? If you see something you’d like to translate, you’re welcome to it, Chen! I will publish one more book in March, mostly new and not previously published anywhere.
Thanks to @Daniel Hettenbach for restacking this
Thanks to @Lique for restacking this poem.
Paul, I like this:
“Every eye draws
its own constellations.” We are all so different in what we see.
I think every culture has different names for the constellations they see, Diane.
The light we see in the darkest night may be seen as a reminder that a star is born when another one dies, infinitely a moment that illuminates the heart within.
Thank you, Richard.
You know I can’t see stars at night . Got to imagine they are still there. Thanks for Carolyn gift. I’ll see what can get accomplished.
Light pollution across big cities destroys the beauty of the night sky. The desert areas can be spectacular.
Yes golden galaxies are Milky Way stars; vision clearly seen.
I Think Carolyn’s work on Words in Bloom is exceptional, Richbee. I hope you enjoy.
My thanks to @Kathleen Hobbs for this restack
You’re welcome, Paul
Thanks, @Earl Nobdy, for this restack.
My thanks to @Jo-Ann Petrarca for sharing this poem.
You’re welcome Paul
Good Saturday, @rena, and thank you for sharing the night sky, both the stars and the darkness 🌻🌻
Thanks to @Pilgrim for restacking this poem.
I was in Arizona desert once when I was a teenager and the night sky there was gorgeous. I was raised in Arkansas in the country with only security lights but being able to see the night sky from horizon to horizon was something I will never forget.
A night sky in the desert can be spectacular, Paul. I think there’s too much light pollution around modern cities that make it almost impossible to enjoy the night skies I remember when I was growing up.
I see a combatant of darkness in how you write, Paul. To wit, you light up my mornings with your profound writings. Call me grateful.
Thank you, Gary. I try to keep darkness at bay, but it really is a twin to the light so it’s futile in the long run.
A powerful piece that strongly expresses both unity and the peculiarity of differing perspectives to me. Well done.
Thank you, Jordan. There is unity in multiplicity!
parallel
PS I finished the book...I really love it...thank you
I might try and translate something, later? If I'll be alive and all that
My book? If you see something you’d like to translate, you’re welcome to it, Chen! I will publish one more book in March, mostly new and not previously published anywhere.
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YES
Perspective is all!
Absolutely true, Jamesina!