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September 25, 2015


In the heart of Perseus there’s a little
chaos brewing –
red, white and blue bolts, fingering
the dark.

We see what’s firing on the X-ray spectrum
with a shift, a leap of faith,
a lucky break in time –

knowledge gathers like a starry cluster,
budding from the fluke of our nativity.

On Einstein’s shoulders, we teeter,
popping infinity, hungry for the Hubble
that lends eyes distance, precision
and perception:

supermassive black holes, it seems,
have had a bad press,
and are actually the good guys,

the stellar heart of the matter, streaming
what will be,


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