After we turned the television off last night, and let the quiet seep in, we were no less sad, but we had the space to feel the sadness of the day, and great thankfulness and joy in our ordinary lives.
Walt Whitman
When I Heard the Learn’d Astronomer
When I heard the learn’d astronomer,
When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me,
When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them,
When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room,
How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick,
Till rising and gliding out I wander’d off by myself,
In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars.
Rosemary and Reading Glasses 