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cartwheel: 7

black dark  inky atramentous brunet charcoal              *               clouded coal ebony  jet livid melanoid murky obsidian onyx piceous pitch shadow slate sloe sooty                *              starless stygian black dark  inky atramentous brunet charcoal clouded coal ebony  jet livid melanoid                *             murky obsidian onyx piceous pitch shadow slate sloe sooty starless stygian black dark  inky                *              atramentous brunet charcoal clouded coal ebony  jet livid melanoid murky obsidian onyx piceous pitch               *               shadowslate sloe sooty starless stygian dark  inky atramentous brunet charcoal clouded coal ebony  jet livid                   *           melanoid murky obsidian onyx piceous pitch shadow slate sloe sooty starless stygianblack dark  inky          *                    atramentous brunet charcoal clouded coal ebony  jet livid melanoid murky obsidian onyx                *              piceous pitch shadow slate sloe sooty starless stygian black dark  inky atramentous brunet charcoal            *                  clouded coal ebony  jet livid melanoid murky obsidian onyx piceous pitch shadow slate sloe sooty               *              starless stygian black dark  inky atramentous brunet charcoal clouded coal ebony  jet livid             *                 melanoid murky obsidian onyx piceous pitch shadow slate sloe sooty starless stygian black dark  inky                 *             atramentous brunet charcoal clouded coal ebony  jet livid melanoid murky obsidian onyx piceous pitch              *                shadow slate sloe sooty starless stygian black dark  inky atramentous brunet charcoal clouded coal ebony             *                  jet livid melanoid murky obsidian onyx piceous pitch shadow slate sloe sooty starless stygian black                  *            dark  inky atramentous brunet charcoal clouded coal ebony  jet livid melanoid murky obsidian onyx         *                     piceous pitch shadow slate sloe sooty starless stygian black dark  inky atramentous brunet charcoal                       *       clouded coal ebony  jet livid melanoid murky obsidian onyx piceous pitch shadow slate sloe sooty starless              *                stygian black dark  inky atramentous brunet charcoal clouded coal ebony  jet livid melanoid murky obsidian          *                    onyx piceous pitch shadow slate sloe sooty starless stygian black dark  inky atramentous brunet charcoal                   *           clouded coal ebony  jet livid melanoid murky obsidian onyx piceous pitch shadow slate sloe sooty         *                     starless stygian black

stellar evolution (life/death)

small stars
The helium core runs out, and the outer layers drift away from the core as a gaseous shell, called a planetary nebula. The remaining core (80% of the original star) is now in its final stages. The core becomes a white dwarf that eventually cools and dims. When it stops shining, the now dead star is called a black dwarf.

massive stars
The core collapses in less than a second, causing an explosion called a supernova, in which a shockwave blows off the outer layers of the star. (The actual supernova shines brighter than the entire galaxy for a short time).

Sometimes the core survives the explosion. If the surviving core is between 1.5 – 3 solar masses it contracts to become a tiny, dense, neutron star. If the core is much greater than 3 solar masses, the core contracts to become a black hole.

http://www.astro.keele.ac.uk/workx/starlife/StarpageS_26M.html

ring around the (variance)

Ring-a-ring-a-roses,
A pocket full of posies;
Hush! hush! hush! hush!
We’re all tumbled down.

Ring a ring a Rosie,
A bottle full of posie,
All the girls in our town
Ring for little Josie.

Ring a-ring o’ roses,
A pocketful of posies.
a-tishoo!, a-tishoo!.
We all fall down.

Ringelringelreihen,
Wir sind der Kinder dreien,
sitzen unter’m Hollerbusch
Und machen alle Huschhuschhusch!

Ring around the rosey,
A pocketful of posies.
ashes, ashes.
We all fall down.

Ring around a rosey,
A pocket full of posey
Husha, husha
We all fall down!.

Ring a ring a rosie
A pocketful of posies
a-tishoo!, a-tishoo!
We all fall down.

Ring-a Ring-a roses,
Pocket full of poses.
Husha, Busha.
We all fall down.

Kolo kolo mlýnský
Za čtyři rýnský,
Kolo se nám polámalo,
Mnoho škody nadělalo,
Udělalo bác!

Ring around the rosey,
Pocket full of posies.
Upstairs, downstairs.
We all fall down.

Picking up the roses,
picking up the roses,
Atishoo!, Atishoo!
We all jump up.

The bird up on the steeple,
Sits high above the people.
ah-tishoo, ah-tishoo.
We all fall down. 

バラの花輪だ 手をつなごうよ,
ポケットに 花束さして,
ハックション! ハックション! 
みんな ころぼ。

Cows in the meadow,
eating buttercups.
thunder, lightning
We all stand up!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ring_a_Ring_o’_Roses

optimism

My response to the question posed by the Torontoist Books section: What makes you feel optimistic about the future of poetry in Canada?

The problem of optimism is the problem of hope; potential is heartbreaking. I’m often labelled an optimist but prefer to describe myself as hopeful. I will be disappointed. To suggest otherwise dilutes life’s complexities into a pablum of self-help books and cheap heart glyphs. I crave the poetics of flux; reckless and resistant to one-way streets because we surpass the simple mindedness of half-full or half-empty glasses when we reach beyond our ken. We are not what we were or what we could be.

And yes, we’ve seen it all before. It takes courage to be optimistic in the face of continuous, inevitable, disappointment. But what gives me hope are poets and publishers willing to risk spectacular failure, refusing to abide the passivity of fixed limits or listen to yellow-bellied guardians of the here and now, forever and ever, amen. These rare seismic (r)evolutionaries are worth your tilting broken heart.

See the original post here and click through the rest of the submissions too: http://books.torontoist.com/2010/04/optimisms-16-christine-mcnair/

and now, I leave

show me mary