
Queried Letters

Blind alchemist, soon branded—binding flame—
Dared cage a star within an earthbound sphere.
Dream-christened Love, he kissed her worshiped name,
A thriving flare that through all chains must sear.
Repurposed ruins, writ in chanted scrolls,
Wild relics salvaged from scorched desert sands—
Sad astral opus, Sing! Spill from your soul
Remembered stars, englyphed by shaking hands.
Bright book of night, bleed pages singed with fire;
Each rhyme a ray from rended heart and mind.
Life's ink, vein-drawn from sorrow and desire—
Ignites new pyres, ashless voids enshrined.
Our flesh will burn. Yet stories do not die;
Hot embers drift, spark verse across the sky.
Frequency (Modulated)
I'll begin the analysis of verse with a poem that is an outlier in the collection.
"Dance, Stars!" was not written so much as it was assembled as poetically as possible from a word frequency breakdown of the remainder of the collection.
After finishing the first drafts of Tome of Stars, I did various breakdowns of the text searching for literary "tics", both known and unrecognized. Many automated tools exist to perform such work, and indeed I found I had even in this short collection a set of repeated phrases and words that could not be justified in their repetition solely by the needs of the poem but which likely find their deep roots in my subconscious. It is impossible to root out all such verbal traps, but one can reduce their occurrence.
Pushpanjali
Hello, and welcome to the musings of Stargazer at tomeofstars.net.
The 20th anniversary of my meeting Stargirl was marked last spring, launching the artistic quest that became Tome of Stars, synthesizing years of unorganized, prose scribblings and disjointed thoughts into a collection of semi-narrative verse.
The home page has the poetry book (print, audiobook, ebook, and narrated video versions). In this blog I will seek to keep those interested updated on any new offerings, changes, editions, corrections, etc. I may also attempt to answer questions posed about the project. I may post other aspects relevant to this endeavor from history to new poems to new thoughts. Releasing all this “into the wild” is for me setting sail on an adventure, knowing not where I’ll end up or what will happen along the way.