On the clearest nights in the darkest places you can see as many as two thousand stars. On what scaffolding are they hung? Jan DeBlieu began to wonder. Her husband had become enveloped in a depression of his own, and both he and DeBlieu were struggling to find points of light out of that darkness. DeBlieu discovers it in the sky above, a firmament of order and beauty that prompts her to consider the worlds inside our minds, the delicate framework of neurons and synapses that support our fragile selves. qYear of the Cometsq is her record of the journey she and her husband take from pain to healing.Five * * * The stars that grace the night sky are perfectly formed, with exactly the right balance between their size and the energy that powers them. ... Whenever I look up, I think of each star as a small, visible miracle, utterly common but also astounding, a place where light particles do a kind of drunken stroll ... When its fuel is exhausted, the star collapses in on itself, until its shine can no longer escape.
|Title||:||Year of the Comets|
|Publisher||:||Counterpoint Press - 2006-12-01|