Planetarium

Thinking of Caroline Herchel (1750-1848)
astronomer, sister of William, and other



A woman in the shape of a monster
a monster in the shape of a woman
the skies are full of them

a woman 'in the snow
among the Clocks and instruments
or measuring the ground with poles'

in her 98 years to discover
8 comets

she whom the moon ruled
like us
levitating into the night sky
riding the polished lenses

Galaxies of women, there
doing penance for impetuousness
ribs chilled
in those spaces of the mind

An eye,

'virile, precise, and absolutley certain'
from the mad webs of Uranusborg

every impulse of light exploding
from the core
as life flies out of us

Tyco whispering at last
'Let me not seem to have lived in vain'

What we see, we see
and seeing is changing

the light that shrivels a mountain
and leaves a man alive

Heartbeat of the pulsar
heart sweating through my body

The radio impulse
pouring in from Taurus

I am bombarded yet I stand

I have been standing all my life in the
direct path of a battery of signals
the most accurately transmitted most
untranslatable language in the universe
I am a galactic cloud so deep so invo-
luted that a light wave could take 15
years to travel through me And has
taken I am an instrument in the
shape of a woman trying to translate pulsations
into images for the relief of the body
and the reconstruction of the mind


1968
Adrienne Rich
from The Will to Change

This has been a favorite for twenty years or so.