I am frustrated by sunset photos. No matter how lovely the image, something gets lost between eye and lens. Even so, I can’t resist trying…
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From the Cat Archives
My morning was all thunderstorm and flooded streets as I splashed from errand to errand. Despite the miserable conditions, I finished my to-do list, then spent the afternoon pretending to be a cat.
Luminiferous Ether
Luminiferous Ether
They imagined a substance
Something made and measurable
That transmitted light
Bore the spectrum from shore
To shore, from planet to planet
Star to star they embraced
Aristotle’s ether, confounded
By the idea of waves
Crossing a sea of nothing
To a boundary that moves
Receding edge of confidence
Calculated into stability
Into constancy, a cosmological
Solution to infinity, dark shadow
Of mass ungrasped, cast across
Galactic coordinates and mapped
Against math, logic to simplify
The special fields of time and space
Elegant descriptions of the refuted
Ether, the vacuum tension condensed
Intelligible, static notation collapsing
Observation and paradox
Particulate light and magnetic
Matter graphed into balance
The observable universe illuminated
By luminous equations
Cicada Molt
I wonder what it feels like to wake up with wings?
Notes from the Yard
The yard isn’t exactly bustling, in this heat, but there are signs of life. Each day, more and more cicadas molt on the fence.
The young praying mantises have spread out into the iris beds.
And I’m still seeing pondhawks, though their numbers have decreased over the last two days.
Finally, I’m intrigued by this cocoon. What’s in there? My chances of finding out are slim, because it will likely emerge when I’m busy doing other things. Even so, I check on it several times a day. Just in case…
Rae Spencer 