the salt lens

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The Salt Lens

 

They ground the crystal
with salt in the slurry,
each grain a star’s ghost
dissolving into glass.

 

Through it,
I could bring Saturn close enough
to see the shadow of a moon
crossing its face —

 

but the lens fogged
on nights when the sea‑wind rose,
salt reclaiming
what it had given.

 

At its clearest,
I saw my own eye
reflected in the dark between its rings,
and knew the map I sought
was also looking back.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

Margin gloss (in an astronomer’s hand):

 

 

 

In some early glassmaking, sodium salts were used as flux to lower the melting point of silica.
Salt clarifies — and clouds — the lens.

Saturn’s rings are not solid — they are countless particles, each with its own shadow.

 

 

 

 

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I love how you’ve caught the weight and the pulse together; that’s exactly where the poem lives for me.


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