How Constellations Are Made is a poem which started out as a class exercise and quickly grew to be greater intended.
If you know me, you know I’ve been into astronomy since before I could see. Darkness has always been a comfort to me, and the night sky, the deep sky, a source of wonder throughout my life, and I spend much of my time there.
(readers are now rereading, parsing, reparsing, rereading)
(just go with it)
Next to the deep sky, dogs in all of their many shapes and forms have been a comfort to me, and Wolf is my GrandFather Spirit and Guide.
(either more head scratching or the dawn of understanding. you choose)
Hence this poem.
Hope you enjoy.
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