Based on the phrase Acronychal Rising from Starward’s poem "27.055 MHz: That Summer's Weekend Evenings; Their Sum; For BlueLevels" formerly under the title “Circa 1976: That Summer's Weekend Evenings; Their Sum; For BlueLevels”
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Starward I gaze
At the fiery horizon
All Scarlet and Tyrian purple.
The morning star
Kissing goodnight
The frontier
Where the sky
Meets the Earth.
The evening star
Waking, Stretching,
Reaching for Empyrean.
Conspiring with
The twilight void,
Time steals daylight.
Two stars dance
Devouring each other’s light.
I see you there not really
Hiding in the shadows.
Your words wash over me
Transporting me back circa 1976.
That awkward uncertain time:
Innocent,
Fearful,
Rebellious,
Discovering,
Bold.
You there
Reading the grimoire
As your conjuration
Distills the decoction
Of your youthful passions
Potent and intoxicating.
The psithurism whispering
Nature has no opposites,
No outside, no inside…
Just truth!
I am very grateful,
I am very grateful, delightfully flattered, and just downright pleased to be included in this beautiful poem. Thank you so much for posting it, and for making the present rough patch easier to bear today. Thank you, thank you; and again, thank you.
Starward