Today’s #nationalpoetrymonth selection is a bit of a cheat. It’s not poetry, nor is it’s writer a poet. It is an excerpt from a book written by a scientist: Carl Sagan. He did more to bring an excitment about science into the homes and lives of ordinary people like me than anyone else. He paved the way for the Bill Nye’s and Neil deGrasse Tyson’s of the world. I am almost finished reading Cosmos: A Personal Voyage, and I have been struck by how poetic his writing about a poetic universe is. I’m kinda bummed out it’s taken me 34 rotations around the sun to finally read this book. Do yourself a favor if you haven’t read it, or if it’s been a long time since you have, and read it. Immerse yourself in the shear poetry of the cosmos as written by a brilliant mind and excellent storyteller. Enjoy🌌
Excerpt from Cosmos: A Personal Journey -By Carl Sagan
The Cosmos is all that is or ever was or ever will be. Our feeblest contemplations of the Cosmos stir us—there is a tingling in the spine, a catch in the voice, a faint sensation, as if a distant memory, of falling from a height. We know we are approaching the greatest of mysteries.
The size and age of the Cosmos are beyond ordinary human understanding. Lost somewhere between immensity and eternity is our tiny planetary home. In a cosmic perspective, most human concerns seem insignificant, even petty. And yet our species is young and curious and brave and shows much promise. In the last few millennia we have made the most astonishing and unexpected discoveries about the Cosmos and our place within it, explorations that are exhilarating to consider. They remind us that humans have evolved to wonder, that understanding is a joy, that knowledge is prerequisite to survival. I believe our future depends on how well we know this Cosmos in which we float like a mote of dust in the morning sky.