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charliebowater:
“Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.”
A little doodle for one the most beautiful lines from any poem, The Old Astronomer.
This is not a little doodle. This. THIS. This is fucking MAGIC. You have captured pure wonder and whimsy and romance and bliss and that almost melancholy wholeness when you look up at the sky and just feel the smallness of your being and the grandness of the universe. All this captured with a lover’s eye. We cannot see her face but I feel the tender passionate ardour for this petite but mighty creature in the world. While at the same time I feel the bittersweet swoon of wanting to be gazed upon myself with such whole and overwhemling admiration and love. It is goddamn masterful.
I am fucking following your tumblr charliebowater you are amazing.
THAT’S THE NICEST COMMENT I’VE EVER READ.
Look at these fucking tags:
I’VE EVER READ.
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charliebowater
#and oh the stars
#this makes me think of the astronomer play
#the one about the woman who catalogued the stars
#she dedicated her life to this
#her masterpiece - her legacy - was the classification and cataloguing of thousands ofstars
#and at some point in this process she figured out the secret of distance
#how to measure the distances of stars
#bc a lot of stars (all star? idk but that doesn’t sound right) pulse - their light shines at different brightness levels
#and the pulsing is regular
#but astronomers didn’t know what to do with it
#but she figured out how to calculate - based on the different speeds at which different stars pulsed - how far they all were from earth
#idk the details bc it was a play and I’m not an astrophysicist
#I was busy crying about her sister (who was a bamf who wrote symphonies while caring for their aging father and doing a ton of unappreciated
#work as a housewife and church organist and community organizer)
#but yeah it was a beautiful play about stars and music and love and legacy
#and most of all about dedicating yourself wholeheartedly to the things you love
#you lose a lot if you do that
#many things fall by the wayside while you’re chasing your stars
#but your heart will always be full of the night sky
#and that - the play tells us - can make every loss worth it
#(also you gotta be nice to people and value work that is different from what you value)
#(that was a major theme too)
#(the astronomer was dismissive of her sister’s interests right up until she wrote a full symphony)
#(aka her sister had to prove her interest was a Serious interest before the astronomer recognized that it had value)
#(she only sort of got over herself but the play made it pretty clear that this attitude of hers was arrogant and wrong)
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