Sorry I haven't posted for a while. My muse sort of went into hibernation for a bit after my general exam. Actually, I suppose this particular blog would be a collaboration between muses, if we're going with the classical categorizations: Euterpe (lyric poetry), Urania (astronomy), and sometimes Thalia (comedy.)
Anyway, here's a sonnet inspired by the Radiative Transfer (that is, the interaction of sunlight and infrared radiation with the atmosphere) course I'm taking this quarter.
The pathways photons travel through a cloud
Determine its appearance to our eyes
Huge castles shining whitely, or a shroud
Of grey across Seattle winter skies,
A trace of silver lacework over blue,
Or world-concealing, isolating haze.
Millions of miles arrow-straight they flew
But air disrupts and scatters ordered rays.
Light madly ricochets from drop to drop
A thousand, a million times 'til it gets free
By chance, some photons are absorbed, and stop
While others reach our eyes so we can see.
Photons unnumbered, racing through this maze
Shape all the light and shadows of our days.