(to Galileo Galelei)
what kind of lens will it take to find them
the ghost stars in the Heavens
those who have passed away in the tinfoil candy wrapper day
or never quite became conglomerated enough
to shine
let us make stars the Lord God said but he had so much
tinsel left over, luminescent gift wrap
it never got all used up and then there were the moments
when he got distracted crafting flowers
Imagine what it took to form one rose, the prototype
or maybe these are those who were almost born
the faintest flickers and there they are in wisps of gleaming
and though you
try at a higher resolution to define them as they are
you won't be able to do it
the ghost stars perhaps they are the silver smoke of mirrors
He could no longer see us through or the emblems of all
that might have been
my ghost stars wandering on an interstellar wind
in dreams you are never quite there
even in dreams even in dreams
mary angela douglas 18 february 2021;rev. 20 february 2021
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