Monday Morning Musings:
Rising, Setting, the Sound
The flame consuming marshmallow clouds,
the carmine mouth, swallowing, drowned and resurrected
the ineffable ephemerality of the blaze, the endurance of the light
echoes from black holes, each star with its own voice, our sun,
a sonorous, soothing om
coaxing both shoots of chartreuse and emerald, and
sandy beige, terracotta, and taupe, the violet sky against
winter white,
each rising and setting a gift, a reminder
of what was, what is, and what might be
disaster or promise. The wine in the glass
carries the substance of long-ago grapes, our bodies
carry infinitesimal specks of all who came before,
the light
in particles too tiny to see
they pass around and through us,
in the songs of the universe,
star to sea,
bird to butterfly—
the calls of crows warning and reminding—
look up, watch out.
Here are some cool sounds:
Light echoes from a black hole
Everything seems strange and a bit off these days, doesn’t it? The rise of fascism all over the world, and people believing the most far-fetched lies (let’s call them what they are). And the increasing climate extremes all over the world. Early this morning, I was thinking of Benjamin Franklin’s remarks about the rising sun of our new nation:
“Doctr. FRANKLIN looking towards the Presidents Chair, at the back of which a rising sun happened to be painted, observed to a few members near him, that Painters had found it difficult to distinguish in their art a rising from a setting sun. I have said he, often and often in the course of the Session, and the vicisitudes of my hopes and fears as to its issue, looked at that behind the President without being able to tell whether it was rising or setting: But now at length I have the happiness to know that it is a rising and not a setting Sun.”
Sources: https://www.ushistory.org/more/sun.htm (has photos of the chair)
But I wonder now, if we’re seeing it setting. My friend is convinced that all young people are apathetic about politics, and they are misinformed because they get their news from Tiktok. That is what she hears from her children and grandchildren. I’m sure that’s true for many, but we’re all influenced by those around us. Those surrounded by MAGA types think everyone thinks that way. My own family and friends do not include anyone like that, so that’s my bubble. But it’s not the full story; it never is. In Hawaii, the governor Josh Green applauded the children and teens who had sued the state government. He agreed they had a constitutional right to a clean climate. These young people are not alone in trying to make the world better.
I’m fired up by reading Heather Cox Richardson and Will Bunch. I’m writing postcards to swing states and donating money. I’m not a rabble-rousing-march-in-the-streets-type of person, but don’t want to be complacent. I don’t want to be one of those people who sit back and say, “Oh well. We can’t do anything.” Look at how well that went in the 1930s.
On a brighter note, the summer solstice was beautiful. 😉 We sat in the shade at William Heritage Winery, and then we watched the sun set over the Delaware River at Red Bank Battlefield. On Friday, the heatwave began with extreme (for June) heat and humidity.