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Upon Observing Virgin and Child on the Crescent Moon (c.1480) at the DIA
You hold this child up as if he will keep the forces of Andromeda .... and he reaches out-- pulling strings that hold stars, facing east
waiting for them to swing toward one another
but dark matter suspends them.
And your crown rests upon your head, as if you have a need to carry the world.
I hear Nacht Unde Traume :
Heil'ge Nacht, du sinkest nieder; Nieder wallen auch die Träume Wie dein licht durch die Räume,
and that moment of pure silence comes, a waiting-- an expectation of your half closed eyes to look up at me.
Also from Heather Ann Schmidt: Cranbrook A Light on 7 Mile
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