POETRY

Empyrean beats

A poem about mirrored rhythms & cosmic objects.

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Image captured by Miguel Adrover. Credits to The Independent

Beating to the rhythm of gamma-ray beats
Bound to a black hole 15,000 light years away,
Mass’ violence — its unfathomable yen —
Saps stars…we grasp gamma music.

Beating stars take lifetimes to die;
Their swan songs are vast funeral pyres.
Their verb reverberates violently,
Sometimes hunted by singularities.

Gas clouds bigger than a solar system
Learn the stellar cries of decay;
They relay space cadences,
Spent starlight dances with our senses.

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