The countless thousand points of light.
Which decorate the firmament
Are only visible by night
By long established precedent..
We have the opportunity
to study them though distantly.
Each one of them another sun
Although we know that some have gone.
Some of the stars we think we see
have supernovaed long ago.
We know this theoretically
Which one they are we do not know.
Existing as pale memories
of the suns they used to be.
Monday,28 March 2011
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem