Black Hole
So now we've seen it, we have
the photograph in our hands,
taken with a camera that spanned
across our planet, and even
with that, the resolution
is as disappointing as it is
impressive. I know, I know,
we've been spoiled and we ask
too much. Imagine the great
distances, the logistics, and
the fact that someone decided
that what couldn't be done, could,
and what shouldn't be seen would
be seen if we just looked together
with purpose into the night,
far away into that dark eye.
And that is what it calls to mind,
the fiery golden smudge of an iris,
the perfect, impossible pupil,
inscrutable and dark, a circle
in which one might get lost
looking for some meaning
too dense to be given words.
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