‘tis The Season Poem by Harley White

‘tis The Season

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‘Tis the season annual when
lavish wishes are put to pen
that offer lots of festive cheer
and greetings for the coming year
plus peace on earth for all, amen.

Within our Milky Way's great glen
where humans found an earthly den
that seems well-nigh without a peer,
‘tis the season.

Beneath a wreath for now and then
adorning portals once again
aloft in the celestial sphere
bequeathed as cosmic souvenir
for mortals' celebration yen
‘tis the season.

‘tis The Season
Monday, December 16, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: cosmology,astronomy,nebula,festival
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The poem is in the form of a rondeau… Image: NASA's Wide-field Infrared Survey Explorer (WISE) mission presents the " Wreath nebula." Though this isn't the nebula's official name (it's actually called Barnard 3, or IRAS Ring G159.6-18.5) , one might picture a wreath in these bright green and red dust clouds -- a ring of evergreens donned with a festive red bow, a jaunty sprig of holly, and silver bells throughout. Interstellar clouds like these are stellar nurseries, places where baby stars are being born. Image Credit: NASA/JPL-Caltech/UCLA
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