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On Looking Up by Chance at the Constellations
by Robert Frost
You'll wait a long, long time for anything much
To happen in heaven beyond the floats of cloud
And the Northern Lights that run like tingling nerves.
The sun and moon get crossed, but they never touch,
Nor strike out fire from each other nor crash out loud.
The planets seem to interfere in their curves
But nothing ever happens, no harm is done.
We may as well go patiently on with our life,
And look elsewhere than to stars and moon and sun
For the shocks and changes we need to keep us sane.
It is true the longest drought will end in rain,
The longest peace in China will end in strife.
Still it wouldn't reward the watcher to stay awake
In hopes of seeing the calm of heaven break
On his particular time and personal sight.
That calm seems certainly safe to last to-night.
Clear and surprising -- that's Robert Frost. You know I love him. Plus, you've put a photo of the Pleiades, which just happens to play a critical role in my second sci-fi book. We're always running in the same circles, Annie. It's amazing.
ReplyDeleteThere's a sense of perspective for you. Thanks for the wisdom Annie.
ReplyDeleteKeith and Ish... there is something so calming about just sitting back and enjoying the simplicity and the complexity of poetry in the rush-about world we inhabit here.
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