Eleventh Reverie of Magellan by R. Nemo Hill
There are living rocks up there as there are down here, and the dark spaces between the stars are not a vacuum, but solid lands that have mass and sentience, reflecting places and times on earth. I can see the pattern—right up until the point I try to write it down, when it disappears like smoke.
Tyson Yunkaporta • Sand Talk: How Indigenous Thinking Can Save the World
Stardust symphony,
Dreams woven in stellar dance,
Universe unfolds.
– Odyssey
From the "Gradient Haiku (vol. 1)" ebook and Figma file linked below.
#GradientHaiku no. 23