Walt Whitman and the Astronomer

by

Frank Valentyn

You came undoubtedly intrigued, in fond expectation
perhaps there, you would see those boyhood skies
star-studded, dusted beyond glory, dusted with your dreams
and find in human illustration an expansion, perhaps mild explanation
there, in that gathering of finite minds, enclosed and roof-blind to those heavens
I'm sure you wished a deeper glimpse into the infinite
and humbly patient, there you sat and heard just human explication
one-dimensional explanation, calculation, derivation
wondered no doubt if in that room there was a single poetic soul
with grasp of grandeur beyond equation and wished them in that moment
an epiphany, a revelation, desperately you wanted to break into that cerebration
and show projected on those bare walls your memories and visions
but silent, lonely, you stole away to write a poem expanding mystical experience
enveloped at that tiny spot within the infinite variety
that stood, walked, glided with you under those mystifying stars
within the cool night's freshness
there spoke a thousand thoughts, some gently resonating, others raucous, foreign
perhaps you understood with forgiving predilection the sanities of editors and author
the poetries of the childish wise, joys of different, diffracted visions
and some poems never spoken

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