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April 14-16, 2019
it’ll be another telescopeless night tonight they’ll sit parked inside and warm like us it’s been like that all winter Orion, his dogs and The Pleiades dancing just beyond our grasp some nights too cold, most nights too cloudy or with a dark glowing from some odd haze burying Andromeda, the horse and the bears in the scatteredness of the city lights and now the hunter is gone below shall not rise until another cold season has come upon us after the teapot and its tea are themselves gone below the verge where Earth ends and forever begins perhaps that night’s light will be more gracious and we’ll see up close what now we dream afar bask that glorious glow of those distant flames
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