Sonnet XXVII

Baby Stars Blasting Out Jets of Matter
Sonnet XXVII
In the minute birthplace of many stars,
A dazzlingly glowing blob of gas
Expels gusts of matter, blasts out scars
And hides luminaries in the dense mass.
Arc-shaped features are found within this scene;
bow-shocks rejuvenate faster than sound
as bursts of short vertical arcs careen
turbulently. Blue and red flares rebound
into violent filaments of pink.
Comma shaped jets curve into long streamers,
swimming in a mist of hydrogen ink.
Only the astronomers and dreamers
see the havoc caused on this exalted scale
where stars are born behind a gauze-like veil.
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I saw this picture in the blog of @badastronomer , AKAย Phil Plait, who writes for Discover Magazine. I knew I had to write a poem about this. This was written in 2011. It’s amazing that we can see stars being born, and understand that this is what we are seeing.
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Posted on April 27, 2011, in Poetry, Poetry Pantry is Now Open, Sonnets, Thursday Poetry Rally and tagged birth, discover, hydrogen, Poetry Pantry is Now Open, shakespearean, sonnet, star, Thursday Poetry Rally. Bookmark the permalink. 24 Comments.
I love the way the voice in the piece…speaks with life. A drama on the edge in ‘bursts of short vertical arcs’…RS
Lovely work, thanks.
Your piece is just streaming with life, very nicely done!
are baby stars considered life forms?
I enjoy astronomy pictures.. and your form and words are lovely. I like these lines:
” Only the astronomers and dreamers
see the havoc caused on this exalted scale
where stars are born behind a gauze-like veil.”
Wonderful write, love how it plays off the image and the image seems to play off the words. Thanks for the read. happy open link night
truly en’light’ening! Good write =)
seriously your poems fascinate me…they put me on the deck of the enterprise touring the galaxy…nice descriptions…
Yes, you’re right. This is amazing, and the whole idea of being able to see a small piece of what’s happening so far away is still magical to me.
This is great the way you played off the words and the words played off the image. What an interesting idea of how we can see something so far away thanks for sharing
http://gatelesspassage.com/2011/09/20/the-fait-of-our-lands/#comment-1018
I long for the ability to describe things as vividly as you do here, such finesse, my favorite line is “swimming in the mist of hydrogen ink………”
astronomers and dreamers..amen.
I KNOW — it’s just mind boggling to see those amazingly gorgeous photos and think about stars being born. Hey, even better than Barbara Streisand! ๐ hee, hee. A star is born?
anyway….
Astronomers and dreamers.
Amen!
Anything so awesome deserves a sonnet! I’m glad you are clever enough to write them. ๐
I have never had any success writing sonnets, so I admire those who can write them. I used to be ‘into’ astronomy in my youth. I’m too old to stay up at night now. LOL ๐
Lovely writing.
Visiting from the Poetry Pantry! Beautiful and richly written sonnet. You really wrote from within the picture, Zongrik.
Loved the ending! Beautifully written through and through.
its a mystery to me how you turn such scientific details into fantastic poetry.its your special talent.kudos!
love the imagery,
wow.
if you did not share with poetry picnic yet, welcome sharing.
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Hi zon this is an excellent sonnet and I read it b4 the pic loaded letting your words form the image in my mind, then when I saw the pic it matched – well done.
very good,like the last verse….oh and yes such a great pic.
amazing creativity.
Thanks for sharing.
Happy Rally.
let us know after you make 18 comments.
I liked the way the word choice and imagery of the poem create a sense of combustion and movement. I especially like the line “violent filaments of pink” Good work.
wow, that’s an awesome sonnet. i liked your choice of words. every line is so full of action and movement. ๐