The Realm of the Galaxies
by Tim Myers
In a clear sky, between the Lion
and the Virgin, in its slight
degree or two of arc,
tucked away in the night
lies the Realm of the Galaxies,
so named for the bright
scattering of star systems there,
invisible for the light
of city streetlamps. I stood
for the first time tonight
peering into that dark place,
hungry for the sight
of what I can only see
with knowledge. Ah, white
soul of mine! you went hurtling
past me, no longer finite.
First published in The Lyric
Copyright © 1997, Tim Myers
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Tim Myers won a national poetry contest judged by John Updike, has published over 100 poems (Southern Humanities Review, MacGuffin, Green Fuse, ELF, national anthologies), and has a chapbook coming out from Pecan Grove Press. His children's book Basho and the Fox was read on NPR, made the New York Times bestseller list for children's books, and was honored by Smithsonian Magazine, The Children's Book Council, and Bank Street College. His children's book Tanuki's Gift was chosen as a "Best Book of the Year" by Bank Street College and Nick Jr. Magazine. He teaches at Santa Clara University in the Bay Area.