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eye in the turning sky
“The Eye in the Turning Sky"
Eltanin holds—
the stillness of a monolith,
unshifted by time’s erosion.
Thuban glows—
a sagging tether,
unspooling direction into dust.
Vega carves westward,
a blade through taut string,
its arc rejecting loops,
its signal terse as cut wire.
Altair moves like shadow,
gliding over a charted rift,
its undutlaing, tense orbits.
Deneb waits—
still water above
a falling stone.
The eye narrows.
The sky does not explain.
It weaves absences
into constellated code,
each star a name erased
but tenderly traced.
They do not return.
They do not erase.
They remain as ghost‑objects,
afterimages stamped
on the sky’s film.
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