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after the comet
After the Comet
(a response to “Hale Bopp”)
You passed, not as light alone
but as remembrance—
etched against the breath of cold
blackness like fire pinned to parchment.
We mistook you for a spectacle,
not knowing you were elegy.
You did not speak, yet every silence you left behind
has become a waiting.
Now the sky folds you
into its darker linens—
and somewhere beyond
the architecture of stars,
your arc continues, untouched
by wonder, unburdened by farewell.
But for a moment, we looked up together—
and that was enough.
.
I think I have already told
I think I have already told you I love astronomical poems, and this one delivers all the morsels that constitute a veritable vernal banquet. I applaud the way you extract such signficance from event many ignore or ascribe to the mere chance of orbital intersections and ellipticals. You are a major talent on this site, and I applaud your accomplished skill as evidenced in this poem.
Starward-Led [in Chrismation, Januarius]
Your words trace orbits of
Your words trace orbits of their own; thank you for launching such warmth into my little corner of the cosmos. To know that "After the Comet" landed with someone attuned to the quiet majesty of the heavens makes the whole poetic trajectory feel worthwhile. I’ve always believed that what some call random motion (ellipses and echoes) is often where meaning hides, waiting to be witnessed. You’ve done just that, and I’m deeply grateful, Starward-Led, for your constellation of kindness.
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