Welcome!You have arrived at StarPoet, a comet falling toward morning. The poet's still here, Sappho's child, slightly disheveled.
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| The sands of time are running out for the central star of this the Hourglass Nebula. With its nuclear fuel exhausted, this brief, spectacular, closing phase of a sun-like star's life occurs as its outer layers are ejected and its core becomes a cooling, fading white dwarf. In 1995, astronomers used the Hubble Space Telescope to make a series of images of planetary nebulae, including the one above. Here, delicate rings of colorful glowing gas (nitrogen-red, hydrogen-green, and oxygen-blue) outline the tenuous walls of the 'hourglass.' The unprecedented sharpness of Hubble's images revealed surprising details of the nebula ejection process and may resolve the outstanding mystery of the variety of complex shapes and symmetries of planetary nebulae. Image Credit: NASA, WFPC2, HST, R. Sahai and J. Trauger (JPL)... |
Doing Sappho
 Sappho and I have natural voices that sing in harmony. Sometimes I feel her voice when writing and I let her flow through me.
The simplest explanation is that random chance has produced a similar set of atoms and synapses with similar poetic tendencies.
Or, just maybe, the destruction of her poems in the bonfires of her enemies left Sappho smoldering over these long centuries.
Perhaps the whispers in my head are her lost poems sifted from the ashes - those she would write if only she were alive and not me.
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