January 2011
11 posts
missed connections
“we come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly”
Parts of the green blob are collapsing and the resulting pressure from that is creating the stars. The stellar nurseries are outside of a normal galaxy, which is usually where stars live. That makes these “very lonely newborn stars” that are “in the middle of nowhere,” said Bill Keel, the University of Alabama astronomer who examined the blob. The blob is the size of our...
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in love
the decadence of winter
Another year, another ceiling, counting stars with double meanings The woods creak and ache and the day forgets itself; the air was bright and crisp for looking. Sheen of the noon sun took my heart as if it were a green tipped leaf kindled by my Love’s pleasing into an ardent blazing. Together, talking, we walked till the night mists came rising. But I walk alone,...