Looking To Fall Into The Bear’s Spirals

Out on the back porch
my telescope is set up.
So I am ready.

I’ve often looked for
Ursa Major’s galaxies.
I’ve never seen them.

Even on clear nights
skies here south of Chicago
are bright. Bad seeing.

I’m hoping one night—
maybe cold, maybe windy—
skies will be magic.

Out on the back porch
my telescope is set up.
So I am ready.

Just seeing something
sometimes somehow makes things change.
I want things to change.

The galaxies near
the Big Dipper are millions
of light years away.

Far as far can be.
I want to be far away.
I’m looking for change.

Out on the back porch
my telescope is set up.
So I am ready.

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As Far Away As Can Be


No Time, No Distance