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hummingbird nebula

the Nephelaen mediatrix sings

fating an ambrosia synchrony of tones

 

she volves her telic tepals ripe:

areoles ensorcelled under alate nomes

 

she heralds petrichoric quench

with nova womb

to subtend violet ray

 

in stellar bloom, noema web:

sensate fontanels

in spite of dessication's wrench

are concresced atmospheric balms

of evanescent nervure, calyces

displayed to sky-crossed home,

unpillared and ovoid

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Written by
vircapio-gale
Published
Mar 26, 2014
Lines·Words
15·60
Notes

'the nephelai (or Nephelae)

were the Okeanid nymphs of clouds and rain who rose up from the earth-encircling river Okeanos bearing water to the heavens' ( theoi.com ).

"The Nephelean Period"

is a perhaps outdated term used in solar or geologic timescales, to mark when solar nebulae emerge distinct from Giant Molecular Clouds. it ends when a proto-sun is formed.

mediatrix : a female mediator

volve : "consider" "roll about the mind"

telic: having an end or goal

tepal: contains both sepals and petals of a flower

areoles: (on cacti) are clearly visible bumps out of which grow clusters of spines, buds and branches

ensorcell: to bring under a spell

alate: winged

nome (nomos), in Greek music, originally ‘tune’, ‘melody’; the word was applied especially to a type of melody invented, it was said, by Terpander as a setting for texts taken from epic poetry, which could be played on the flute or on the lyre.

petrichor: the scent after long awaited rain, or the oil released after a drought's end

noema: an object of consciousness

concresce: to grow together

calyx: bot. the outermost group of floral parts, the sepals; anat. zool., a cuplike part.

ovoid: egg-shaped

my apologies for the obscure words. it's a vice and a penchant i'm learning to come to terms with. any thoughts are appreciated

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