Periphery

always, I have stood in the borderlands

looking in from the outside

even on a Monday morning

I am the solitary one that wanders

like Fomalhaut 

bright but alone in Piscis Austrinus

locked in the southern sky


won’t you meet me 

in the periphery

where my path takes me along the edge 

always with the peril of being 

pulled in by the gravity 

of our conference

or flung out to burn up 

in the well of the sun

and maybe also forgotten


choose between dangers

putting everything

all of your gifts, your genius 

your inner fire

into this single arc 

and letting life consume you 

until there is nothing left

or not doing it 

By LMA (ESO/NAOJ/NRAO). Visible light image: the NASA/ESA Hubble Space Telescope ; Acknowledgement: A.C. Boley (University of Florida, Sagan Fellow), M.J. Payne, E.B. Ford, M. Shabran (University of Florida), S. Corder (North American ALMA Science Center, National Radio Astronomy Observatory), and W. Dent (ALMA, Chile), P. Kalas, J. Graham, E. Chiang, E. Kite (University of California, Berkeley), M. Clampin (NASA Goddard Space Flight Center), M. Fitzgerald (Lawrence Livermore National Laboratory), and K. Stapelfeldt and J. Krist (NASA Jet Propulsion Laboratory) - ALMA observes a ring around the bright star Fomalhaut, Public Domain.

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