• Let me peer out at the world through your lens. (Maybe I'll shudder, or gasp, or tilt my head in a question.) Let me see how your blue is my turquoise and my orange is your gold. Suddenly binary stars, we have startling gravity. Let's compare scintillation - let's share starlight.

    Naomi Shihab Nye (2010). “Time You Let Me In: 25 Poets under 25”, p.28, Harper Collins