Stars Long Dead
How hard this now seems
to leave so few memories
Who will reckon us up
once we’ve finished here
Stars stud the sky but pay
no mind to who’s elected
Many looking bright flared
out last lights eons gone at
186,000 miles per second
as the universe’s vastness
makes them seem to shine
still to astonish us tonight
Ed, enjoyed your poem here, for several reasons, your poetic reminder not to get to caught up in the political fray over who gets elected in November, but most of all your focus on astronomy and the incredible views of the night sky we get almost anywhere in the Adirondacks (or other wilderness areas). My interest in astronomy traces to looking up at the Milky Way and other night wonders in Big Moose, NY. So thanks for sending this to the Almanack. Also for your work in preserving records important to the Adirondacks.
Nice poem, Ed! Love to look at the stars in the night sky and wonder, when out in the wilderness away from sources of light pollution.