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THE MORE LOVING ONE
\nby W.H. Auden<\/p>\n

Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
\nThat, for all they care, I can go to hell,
\nBut on earth indifference is the least
\nWe have to dread from man or beast.<\/p>\n

How should we like it were stars to burn
\nWith a passion for us we could not return?
\nIf equal affection cannot be,
\nLet the more loving one be me.<\/p>\n

Admirer as I think I am
\nOf stars that do not give a damn,
\nI cannot, now I see them, say
\nI missed one terribly all day.<\/p>\n

Were all stars to disappear or die,
\nI should learn to look at an empty sky
\nAnd feel its total dark sublime,
\nThough this might take me a little time.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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I have begun with this poem for my May news and musings. There is reason to this. The conflict and implications of this pandemic, with the quarantine and the isolation, has brought to the forefront many issues and emotions. Whether it be interpersonal, personal, or community.  Frustrations are peaking and are being expressed in many ways.  It is hard to know what to say with such feelings of sadness and empathy for ones who are suffering through this. The W.H. Auden poem with its title seems to be most appropriate at this juncture. Let me be the more loving one. <\/p>\n

I also have this quote from Ann Druyan which resonated with me:<\/p>\n

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\u201cScience, like love, is a means to that transcendence, to that soaring experience of the oneness of being fully alive. The scientific approach to nature and my understanding of love are the same: Love asks us to get beyond the infantile projections of our personal hopes and fears, to embrace the other\u2019s reality. This kind of unflinching love never stops daring to go deeper, to reach higher.<\/p>\n

This is precisely the way that science loves nature. This lack of a final destination, an absolute truth, is what makes science such a worthy methodology for sacred searching. It is a never ending lesson in humility. The vastness of the universe \u2014 and love, the thing that makes the vastness bearable \u2014 is out of reach to the arrogant. This cosmos only fully admits those who listen carefully for the inner voice reminding us to remember we might be wrong. What\u2019s real must matter more to us than what we wish to believe.\u201d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

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Exactly where did the month of April go? And, might I ask, where did May go? How time and space has dissolved for me. Do you all have similar experiences with these lost months? <\/p>\n

I do however have news:<\/p>\n

Birds in Art: Mid-may I found out I’d been juried into the 2020 Birds in Art exhibition at Leigh Yawkey Woodson Art Museum of Wausau.<\/p>\n

Society of Animal Artists: Yet another grand surprise was that my entry was accepted into the SAA 2020 members show.<\/p>\n

I am also busy working on a show for Trailside Galleries and on two pieces that will be in Western Visions at the National Museum of Wildlife Art starting in July.<\/p>\n\n\t\t