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The Stars Look Different
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Is it me, or do the stars look different
on cold crisp nights
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I live on the coast of Maine,
and there are not a lot of city lights
to ruin the past time of star gazing.3
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I grew up in the Midwest,
in small towns with few lights.
In the evening we could lay
out on the grass or look
from our bedroom windows
and see the stars and wonder
how far they were away,
was there life on them.
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There was not a hint of space
travel that was to come
so our minds did the
traveling and decided how
it would look if we …
in our fantasy and visions
from comics, books and movies…
could possibly get to live
amongst the stars and
look back at earth.
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Two years a go this week
I had cataract surgery…
and for sure the stars look
different to me…
I could never understand,
even before the surgery,
back in the day,
how people could see the
different constellations
and identify them.
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I never tire of looking upward
as I walk to my car
or sit on my back deck,
in the summer when the sky
is clear
and on cold brisk nights…
like tonite…
the sky seemed darker
to me.
Sigh.
I’m sure it’s just my imagination.
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Do the stars look different?
You betcha.
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Robin Hawke
Enjoyed this, my favorite line was “travel that was to come.”
bekindrewrite
Hmm. I love the otherwordliness and simultaneous homeyness of this piece. I can feel both! And it makes me sad that I live in the suburbs, with far too many lights.
Sorry I missed it! I’ve updated my post with your link!
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