ASTROPOETRY ANTHOLOGY OF SARM’S CAMP “ASTRONOMY AND FOLK TRADITIONS” (3)
By Andrei Dorian Gheorghe
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THE HEDGEHOG
By Oana Simionescu
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Once upon a time there was
a hedgehog full of fears.
At every movement he pulled out
thousands of claws.
That is until one night when he saw
a Fox among the flowers-stars
standing next to a Swan
and admiring a Dolphin.
(What habits, mon cher!)
The hedgehog relaxed
and immediately began to dance
under the light of the stars,
on the fruitful earth,
on the music of the spheres.
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HAPPY MORNING
By the Comfortable Citizen
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In cool mornings
When the Big Dipper has left
You don't need treasures
Let's be grateful
It's enough if at dawn
Healthy with a good mood
Regardless of the weather
A coffee brings us all together.
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STARSCAPE IN CORONA BOREALIS
By Ana Maria Bădălan
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3 pairs and 3 lutes
And a proud one like no other
Play a ring dance!
(or)
3 by 3 are added,
And one more, without equal,
Play a happy ring dance!
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(Guess, Crown, what's it?)
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THE CALL OF THE SKY
By Silvana Cernat
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The sky called me
But I ignored it
I can't turn back time
But I can look up
To be humbled
To finally give thanks
For everything I've received.
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AFTER AN ASTRO-ADVICE
By Suzana Stănescu
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Regulus once told me
To always look up.
I target Alderamin,
With a flick-flak,
Then come back.
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IN THIS WORLD
By Iulia Voicu
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In this big, light-polluted world,
I see noises, many screens and superfluous images.
One excess, two excesses, everything seems to blind me,
I know that there are two stars with a friendly smile,
It's as if the longing for them flickers in me, faithful.
But can I see them beyond the Internet?
I seem to forget to look,
But the Sun and the Moon, just a thought if I send them,
They like to remind me that there is a Zenith.
I have to look for it though,
New York is full of smog,
London has a lot of fog,
Bucharest: there are some chances, but I'm not on the subway.
Hop, there is a dialogue on the mountain,
Gentle stars illuminate, if I look up.
The canes remind me, in the stillness of the warm light, that I am human.
In the discretion of the night, I wordlessly ask the Moon:
“What laws shall represent me?”
The Moon answers me serenely:
“Welcome, be in moderation,
Remember Nature,
In the drawer with love, left to the shirt up,
The waters will quench your thirst for emotion,
Your breathing will become simple near the trees,
Stay with me, but don't fall in love,
Keep your balance.
The Sun will come to the rising to give your ideal
The force and heat of action. Respect him!
And did you look at the stars?
They will embrace you, tune you to the music of Heaven.
And then the best in you will dance.”
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BEYOND MERCURY
By Delia Vișan
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Yesterday I saw Mercury
winking at me,
capricious as a child.
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I saw him late, but clearly,
and when I looked better
it seemed to me that
even God had crept behind him, silent,
and smiled at me jokingly.
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HEAVENLY BIRDS
By Andrei Dorian Gheorghe
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The Swan caressed me with a wing,
I smiled at her, being really zealous,
But Altair stung me with a ray.
I didn't know that the Eagle was jealous!
#poetry