Miriam is a year older than I, and one of seven surviving grand-children of Olai and Minnie Bergh. She's also my cousin, always fun to be around and she's my house guest. Over blueberry pancakes this morning, amid peals of laughter, we had an opportunity to catch up with each other's histories. Living in Mesa, AZ., she returns to South Dakota every summer but this is the first time she's been my house guest. Though, she was one of the 4 cousins who stayed in The Little House while I was in Iowa. The cousins, with whom I grew up, are as close or closer than many siblings. Precious moments!
Takk for alt,
Al
Facing North
by Dan Gerber
Ninety billion galaxies in this one tiny universe—
a billion seconds make thirty-two years.
No matter how many ways we conceive it,
this generous wedge called Ursa Major
more than fills my sight.
But now, as I turn to put out the lights
and give my dog her bedtime cookie,
my eyes become the handle of the great Milky Way,
and carry it into the house.
by Dan Gerber
Ninety billion galaxies in this one tiny universe—
a billion seconds make thirty-two years.
No matter how many ways we conceive it,
this generous wedge called Ursa Major
more than fills my sight.
But now, as I turn to put out the lights
and give my dog her bedtime cookie,
my eyes become the handle of the great Milky Way,
and carry it into the house.
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