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The Dark Rift is dust in the disk of our Milky Way where stars form.
EarthSky photo by Chuck Reinhart.
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Behind the galaxy, there was a flute:
sound was making love to sound;
time was making sound.
Summer made a fire in us:
the cosmos waited for a sign;
the soul was waiting for the mind.
—the personal essence of the Brenda Hillman poem,
"Geminid Showers and Health Care Reform"
