Surprisingly Useful —

and think and think and think —

A Poem of Love —

A Light Blue Dust Mote — Swimming in gray, grainy, slightly distorted space there’s a faint blue dot — so small it’s almost a theoretical point: a bluish, dimensionless location. This is our little home planet as seen from beyond Pluto, 3.7 billion freezing miles away. To me, this image — shot by the Voyager 1…

Pure and True —

Other-Wordly —

Toccata and Fugue — The Winter Dawn is timid this far north. That is why she tiptoed up to my window and then hesitated, as if unsure about what to do next. Within, Night, her brother and contrast (and contender), lingered in many places: on the windows and along the floor as frost, in…

Effortless Effort —

Leave It Behind/Below —