Church tower in spring wind and 14 lines

It was a church tower standing

Weakly in the wind, swaying

Meekly, yet commanding

Singing rather than praying  

The tower was of gentle yellow hue

Facing the stinging freshness of the skies

Tracing its own unmitigated blue

Shadowy sharpness of spiral highs

We strolled a-past and saw the tower

Swinging its spire in happy dance

Singing of bricks that gave it power

Embracing us in Gothic trance

A painter painted the tower sway

And fainted, giving it away (to us)

Kaleidoscope

Only love, when all you feel
is beneath, where i kneel
only feel, when all you love
touches your Achilles' heel

you divide the open flesh wounds
spill your filth inside
salt could be more gentle
negligence cried

your one lone citizen
ignoring the warning signs
familiarizing the innocence
awaiting to meet the inevitable demise

a view through a kaleidoscope, visions of a hundred stars
a wreckage that cannot be undone, of recklessly painted scars

more of wasted

more of wasted
time          we tasted
too much          blushed
our feelings crushed

we hurried along
worried          a song
on our lips          we thought
we were and were not

better          we saved and sinned
wished into the wind
over oceans          buried
in earth          we married

gave birth          tried
hard          again          lied

ACTIVITY: Making a Star Field

This week's creative writing club activity was taken from an exercise developed by Christian Bök called Impromptu #16, which was hosted by The Found Poetry Review during a National Poetry Month activity in 2016, and which instructed us about how to create a field of stars based on a found text.

While Bök's exercise suggested using source material from an antiquarian astronomy text, in the interest of time (club members only meet for one hour each week), we used material from Astronomy Books Online. Follow the link above if you want to read more about how the star fields were made or just look at the amazing creations that follow! Don't you wish you were part of it?

An Introduction to the Theory of Rotating Relativistic Stars

Black Holes in Higher Dimensions

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Astrophysics in 2005

Astrophysics in 2005

We bring you,∞ as usual,∞ the Sun and Moon and stars,∞ plus some galaxies and a new section on astrobiology.≠ Some highlights are short (the newly identified class of gamma-ray bursts,∞ and the Deep Impact on Comet 9P/ Tempel 1),∞ some long (the age of the universe,∞ which will be found to have the Earth at its center),∞ and a few metonymic,∞ for instance the term "down-sizing" to describe the evolution of star formation rates with redshift.≠

Are We Alone?

ACTIVITY: Write about Time.

a matter of time

i don't usually start with a concept          i start
with minutia          i get lost in the momentary
ticktock ticktock ticktock          the small talk of daydreaming
a stream of conscientious objection to order
i am on the border          of course
off course

and so wandering          i wish on stars
chase cars and tails          (i was a dog in another life)
i smell the world          the scent of sentient so so
all yes and maybe          no
is that who i think it is          you there
who goes where       

Time in this world

Time

If a person was time, who would it be?

Prophets and civilizations all played the game of time.

All the time wasted on people with no brains. 

Hours and minutes all progress forward.

Time and time again we cry.

What never ends nor stops, time is all it takes to go back.

Moving forward and going back are a matter of change.

Forward into time, forward into growth.

But times does comeback, maybe in people or in places.

Going back in time is not necessarily staying in the past.

As time never goes back but people learn and change based on that.

Time heals and time brings the past back. 

The future is the past, because as time moves forward all the pain of the past arrives.

Time between the stars is time that never lasts.

Time never stops and can always go back, just by the change of course.

Only the Sun and Moon can explain.

Once the Earth burns and the sky rains stars, will time only stop and stare at Earth in shock.

Time/s

I see Time
In its singular plurality
Each time differently

Either short and fat
Rolling down
Gathering dross
A bundle of laughs
Into a valley of tears

Or part of a table
High enough to do something
On the agenda

Some Times
Go missing
When out for a walk in the woods
Lost
In search of the forgotten
Found on the last page
Too late

Sometimes
It can be long
Dragging
Its sinewy bulk
Hard to chew on
Too slow
Watching paint dry

Then suddenly,
Not waving, but running
Taking off
Flying

Not stopping for me to catch up

ACTIVITY: Write a Recipe

A Recipe to Impress Society

• 1 cup of shame
• 5 cups pf conservative
• 2 spoons of blame
• 1 cup of prerogative
• 2 tablespoons of "wasta" واسطه
• 1 cup of idealism
• no cups of realism

To be Successful

First, I work my hardest.

Then suffer the most.

Never sleep, eat, or breathe

Listen to people laugh and have fun.

Sit alone every night dreaming of what I want to become.

I lose it all and then one day I wake up.

And all my successes come alive.

I stare at my reflection and cry.

These are the steps to become successful.

This time for all the happiness I have stopped myself from having and all the success I worked for.

To be successful you must always be contempt with whatever pain you live through.

Because success requires some form of loss.