["I heard the learned astronomer..."
-Walt Whitman]
"this is the unit on stars."
and we are forced to gaze at Light
(or its' facsimiles),
starlight, starbright, as though we
never would have, left to our own devices.
you know how children are.
and these are the distances from
where you are to where...
and someone's chalking on the blackboard-
"please stop talking"- squeaking on the
whiteboard, pinning to the bulletin board
the pictures that don't resemble at all
the night skies learned by heart.
oh my heart. will they confine
the universe to a classroom in the End
or when will the breezes blow again,
without inspection?
mary angela douglas 9 august 2015
-Walt Whitman]
"this is the unit on stars."
and we are forced to gaze at Light
(or its' facsimiles),
starlight, starbright, as though we
never would have, left to our own devices.
you know how children are.
and these are the distances from
where you are to where...
and someone's chalking on the blackboard-
"please stop talking"- squeaking on the
whiteboard, pinning to the bulletin board
the pictures that don't resemble at all
the night skies learned by heart.
oh my heart. will they confine
the universe to a classroom in the End
or when will the breezes blow again,
without inspection?
mary angela douglas 9 august 2015
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