(after Walt Whitman, When I Heard the Learn'd Astronomer)
When I heard the learn’d cosmologist,
when animations flickered in windows before me,
when shown the shape and scale of space unspooled by time,
when images rendered by silicon circuits from a distant gold-plated lens
sated my screen – how soon my soul burst, unbound,
till rising I took to the crisp night-air,
and gripped by a vision, peered through the darkness
between the stars and saw the dawn of time.
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| Pillars of Creation, IR image by NASA, ESA/Hubble team |
Indeed. i hope to attend this feast, even as far as the dessert cart.
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