I know there's more than 15,000
stars in the night sky, but I always thought there was
lots of space between them, I imagined them
langorous and whimsical in their
gyres and frolic
in the deep deep
spacious
tides of blackness.
I know there's more than 15,000
people at this conference, and I never knew
how jostling it must be for those stars.
How they might push and hustle to get a spot
in the great halls of velvet darkness.
Do constellations ever wonder
if they matter or if they're just specks?
Or can I learn from them, how to keep
my bright fire bright, how to find my place in the echoing
hallways of deep space
through relating to other bright candles?
I promised to myself to introduce myself
as "a galactic cloud so deep"*
if anyone asked who I was.
I know there's more than 15,000
but none of them asked.
So I'm writing this poem
to constellate myself within the great and spacious
tides of time, to sing out my brightness
as "a galactic cloud so deep"
* Adrienne Rich, from "Planetarium"
Image credit: The Photopic Sky Survey, the largest true-color all-sky survey – along with a constellation and star name overlay option – is available here. From http://www.universetoday.com/85577/photopic-sky-survey/
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