COSMOPOETRY INTERNATIONALS REDIVIVUS
SARM’S ASTROPOETRY / COSMOPOETRY MOVEMENT 30
-JUBILEE ANTHOLOGY
By the Romanian Society for Meteors and Astronomy (SARM) and Friends
(After an idea by Florin Alexandru Stancu,
with the support of Valentin Grigore;
English translations from Romanian by Andrei Dorian Gheorghe)
MOTTO:
The sky is what unites man with infinity
and allows us to fully know the world.
(Mihai Tesileanu, 15 years old,
silver medalist in 2024 and gold medalist in 2025 at the
International Astronomy and Astrophysics Olympiad for Juniors)
AURORA BOREALIS AT THE NORTH POLAR CIRCLE
Photo by Valentin Grigore
DEFINITION
By Andrei Dorian Gheorghe
Astropoetry –
a sentimental touch
of astronomy
ASTROPOETRY MOVEMENT OF SARM - 30 YEARS
By Boris Marian (Mehr)
Through anthologies
we will reach
the astropoetry heaven.
There is no doubt,
the SARM charm
is preparing
a new worthy gala!
BUNDLE
By Valentin Grigore
Our ancestors also looked at the stars
because nothing ennobles man more
than the starry sky.
The heavenly bodies shine
and give joy and beauty.
We can do the same.
And then we can say that man is the connection
between Earth and Sky.
ON EARTH
Photo by Vlad Popescu
THE MOON IN THE SKY AND ON EARTH
Photo by Vasile Chirila
IN THE UNIVERSE
Photo by Corina Fotin
SARM - 30 YEARS OF WONDER
By Andee Sherwood (USA, Astronomers Without Borders)
A treasure trove of galaxies and stars
shared by astronomers of SARM,
light the young and curious minds of Romania.
From the warming bonfires at astro-camps,
and the passion shared by astropoets,
SARM finds endless ways to flame the seeds of science..
Romanian skies beam with starlight,
and all gaze into the beauty of the night
absorbing the mysteries of the cosmos into their souls.
Happy 30th Anniversary, SARM!
You give a gift of infinite wonder
and guide the curious to the glorious heavens above.
SARM’S ASTRO-SPACE-FEST 2025
(ON SARM’S TV SHOW „US AND THE SKY”)
Image by Valentin Grigore
UNIVERSE
By Alec Bartos
My exhalation went numb
and my inspiration was tamed,
cyclical, always when I left my orbit.
My mother asked me in her planetary form
why our poems are sad.
Diminished by the perigee which she had also reached,
I enjoyed her return to the apogee,
I wagged my tail cometically,
and now I stretch my craters to the Sun,
already scheduled.
I have nothing against anyone in the Universe,
but otherwise, my electrons (how many I still have)
are agitated.
Planet, star, galaxy, comet,
black hole, orbit, plasma, supernova, gravity, eclipse...
Don't collapse, please!
That's left for the next orbit.
Meteor, asteroid, satellite, fireball, twilight…
Good thing, Universe, you are neutral!
CELESTIAL SIGNS AND ORNAMENTS
IN BUCOVINA (ROMANIA)
A book by Dimitrie Olenici
12 SHADOWS
A book by Catalin Beldea
TEMPORAL REFLECTIONS
By Alastair McBeath (UK, International Meteor Organization)
Astropoetry in SARM started 30 years ago?
But the 1990s were just last week.
That I'm sure I seemed to know...
Did this prompt the Alpha Monocerotids in November '95?
Swift meteors from The Unicorn,
If just for the briefest while.
Did it bring Hale-Bopp and Hyakutake, comets close and bright?
Leonid storms for the millennium crossing,
And that unforgettable Fireball Night?
And eclipses solar and lunar; great auroral storms;
Night-shining clouds in summer profusion,
Clustering round the millennium's bourn.
Have such things been fewer since,
Or simply passed unseen?
More reason for astropoetry to keep memories fresh and green!
SUNSET WITH TELESCOPES
Photo by Sorin Hotea
ASTRONOMICAL OBSERVATIONS IN THE CITY
Photo from the collection of Raul Truta
THE EQUILIBRIST
By Victor Chifelea
Edge of the Universe,
enclosure like a fountain.
On one side stars, nebulae, galaxies,
on the other let philosophers or madmen say what will happen
And on the endless edging,
the space equilibrist walks slowly
on a unicycle,
juggling walnuts and oranges
It happens sometimes
to lose the abyssal ones
on the strange side of non-being,
but that does not divert him from his infernal race
Because they can come from there too
some apples, some cork or quince,
even brown chestnuts
to fill his skull with many bumps
And pedaling frantically on the narrow edge,
juggling with a sad face,
he receives applause and standing ovations
like in a magazine show.
THE PEACE OF AN ASTRONOMICAL OBSERVATORY
Photo by Mirel Birlan
PEACE IN THE SOLAR SYSTEM
Photo by Daniela Mladin
PEACE WITH SNOW STARS
Photo by Ovidiu Văduvescu
FROM A COMET
By Ioana Iulia Ilie (high school student)
From a comet
an idea emerges
floating gently in the Cosmos
through thousands of suffering stars.
On her way to nowhere
suddenly wings catch fire
and looking back
she sees a colored streak.
On Earth, the idea falls
shattered into pieces,
a splash of cosmic milk
separated into crumbs.
COMET HALLEY, 1986
Technical drawing by Kosa-Kiss Attila
COMET TSUCHINSHAN-ATLAS, 2024
Photo by George Tanase
NORTHERN AURORA
By Zigmund Tauberg
Astral colors
extraordinarily beautify
polar ice caps
AURORA BOREALIS
Photo by Alex Conu
AURORA BOREALIS
Photo by Erik Culescu (high school student)
A STAR
By Sofia Bîrliba (high school student)
A star breaks in the horizon.
Being a philosopher, I contemplate
The fine pieces stretched out,
And the forest, through its singing,
Directs the dance of the stars in the sky.
ASTEROID ON AN ORBIT
By Alex Vizitiu
Slipping through matchless galaxies,
he ignores the reflections of star families
like broken glass balls…
He knits ladders of light
to careless comets
and listens to the echo
of his own disappearance
in the cosmic alphabet.
FIREWORKS
By Mariana Popa
The assertive pen polishes diamond words
through spaces with uninvited aliens.
It comforts us in showers of love,
of promises through ruthless artifices,
arrived at the shore of the seasons.
It looks over its shoulder, under frosty eyelids
and collects, by tapping in the wells, the ruby.
We kneel in the rosaries through the silence of the plowing
and the pen in our thoughts germinates,
among evening stars, sheet music
failed in supernatural dances.
PLEIADES
Photo by Cornel Apetroaei (established in Germany)
NEBULAE AND OPEN CLUSTERS IN AURIGA
Photo by Ovidiu Dascalu
INTEGRATED FLUX NEBULA AROUND POLARIS
Photo by David Justin (high school student)
THE FINAL BATTLE
By Marge Simon (USA, Science Fiction & Fantasy Poetry Association)
What it came to was a clash of systems,
energies exploding in an iniquitous duel,
a cosmic struggle between divine
and demonic forces, as if they had choices
of their actions, original or otherwise.
As if! But in truth, there was no choice,
for the battle was preordained by the gods
Ahura Mazda and Angra Mainyu,
spirits of Wisdom and Destruction,
the inner struggle between truth or lies.
Grasping Ahura’s brilliant wings,
Angra tore out feathers by handfuls,
but Ahura swiftly broke Angra’s horns;
weakened equally, their energies were
trapped in a twelfth dimension.
CELESTIAL POLLUTION
By Dan Mitruț
Initially, Hercules disappeared from the sky.
“He stuffed his cluster into a bag and was gone!” –
two owls muttered to each other.
"I saw him last night."
With Orion it was more complicated.
He disappeared
and some telescopes collided pipe to pipe, confused,
looking for the nebula.
Cepheus didn't even say goodbye
from Cassiopeia...
Where do all the men on the vault go?
Only Musk rejoices:
there is room for more
flying garbage.
EYE
By Constantin Kapitza
This age seems bloody
in the blue sky
but I keep my head
towards it.
The eye tears
to the Milky Way.
LESSON OF ASTRONOMY
Photo by Valentin Grigore
STAR WAR
By Anastasia Sima (13 years old)
When in the dark the stars appear,
A star war begins
And through the telescope
Unforgettable stories can be seen.
Zeus was angry
And mounted Perseus
Up in the starry sky
To watch among them.
He placed Cassiopeia aloft,
Because she thought she was great
And very beautiful,
Although she wasn't like that.
Then Zeus put Cepheus next to her
For company
And also, to tell her every evening:
“You have the rarest orbit!”
QUANTUM FABRIC
By Adrian Sima
Man's steps, his moments,
all flow counting “from one to one”
like seconds falling from the sky,
like crumbs of manna in the desert.
The clock circle in the tower throws its seconds
on the streets of the city,
on the walls,
on the trees, among the children...
cutting patience, uniting horizons.
Life, with all its ups and downs
counts “from one to one”
like the breasts of planet-birds
which divide the gravity air into orbits
drawing in the fabric of spacetime
events and colorful existences
up and down -
one on the front, one on the back...
It counts “from one to one”
man to man, star to star,
me with you, you with Vega,
Canopus with her...
THE SKY -
ASTROPOETIC COLLAGE
(From poems by students of the "Sfintii Trei Hierarhi" Theoretical High School,
participants in the astronomy camp "Knowledge Porch", August 2025,
Gura Caliței, Poieni, Vrancea County, under the coordination of teacher Adrian Sima)
The day, the plain sky,
but filled with wonderful birds.
In the evening, the sky full of silence
attracting you
to the floating stars…
Time is a deep sad song…
Giants of light, arrows of dust and ice
so full of glitter
envelop the night in amazement –
keeping quiet…
Orpheus with his Lyre,
the mute rhapsody in the sky dripping with stars,
fated by the gods not to share his song,
but his throb pierces the darkness.
It’s his longing,
Vega,
the most beautiful star…
Let's stand together like a star cluster,
like my thoughts…
GALAXY
By Daniel Chelaru
At midnight, up on the vault,
A spot of milk, or a heap of dust,
Humble nebula, you can barely see yourself.
But looking closely, searching for the depths, I penetrated the secret:
I met you, immense world, boundless universe.
Countless sunrises, unimaginable places.
Every tiny point, an infinite cosmos.
When I look into your eyes, my serene lights,
In every glance I see a whole world;
Every glimmer, ephemeral spark, hides
Constellations of memories, galaxies of experiences.
Who has known our depth?
The suns of joys, the comets of sorrows,
Nebulous dreams and swarms of hopes.
When we look at midnight
Up on the vault like a mirror
I marvel at the depth
So far, so close.
IRIS NEBULA IN CEPHEUS
Photo by Cristian Danescu
SYMBIOSIS
Photo by Constanta Diamandi
MESSIER 27
Photo by Sandu Val Cosmin
A VOID-ASTROHAIKU
By Gelu Claudiu Radu (established in Germany)
He convinced me to write
this void-astrohaiku...
The Astropoet!
AT A HEAVENLY EXHIBITION IN THE SOUTHERN HEMISPHERE
By Danut Ionescu (established in New Zealand)
The Jewel Box
in the Southern Cross,
the Diamond Cross
with the Pleiades of the South
like another jewel box
in Carina,
two asterisms and a cluster -
what a permanent exhibition
of precious stars
in the Southern Hemisphere!
ALIENATION
By Eduard Andrei Mociran
There is dust and steam from the sky over the villages,
And an azure sunset melted over the stars,
Skylights in the window, shutters down,
Alienation from you, beyond them.
It’s graphite dust, there’s steam and clouds
And the lunar bow through them will pierce,
Burning, as solstice dawns burn,
Alienation from you, coming to disconnect.
We will always look at the other side of the moon,
Alienation from you. And it starts to snow.
MOON AND JUPITER
Photo by Dan-George Uza
LUNAR ECLIPSE ON THE SEA
Photo by Nelu Rugan
WONDERFUL MOON
Photo by Razvan Orbu
THEOPHILIUS, CYRILLUS AND CATHARINA
Photo by Mihai Dascălu
THE 9TH PLANET
By Ion(uț) Moraru
Since Pluto is called a “dwarf”,
astronomers search through telescopes
new candidates for the 9th planet,
a game of hide and seek.
DREAMING THROUGH THE CAMERA LENS
Photo by Ruxandra Toma
GEMINID ASSAULT
By Iulian Olaru
Whispers in the twilight...
I would have climbed to the stars,
but the wind was blowing.
For the Holidays,
light bells
through the windows.
In freezing cold,
Geminids
burst with joy.
STARS
By Stefan Cristache (high school student)
Snails with golden trails
Mean the book of the vault.
Pieces of the soul are torn,
Autumn comes into being.
I walk and search, exhausted,
Strips that are not necrotized.
QUEUE AT THE TELESCOPE
Photo by Marcel Jinca
I LIVE IN GALAXY STREET
By Alfredo Caronia (Italy, established in Romania,
discoverer of five asteroids)
I live on galaxy street,
I still can't say
exactly where;
elsewhere;
I'm not lost,
nor did the pilot of the spaceship lose control;
I'm originally
10 light years away;
It makes me dizzy
just imagining
the cosmic distance
that separates
our sidereal abysses;
My ancestors, companions
on the journey to the remote
quadrants of the sky,
taught me
the Italian language and alphabet;
on the journey, I learned
Russian and American, also
Ancient Greek and Latin;
I established my position by calculating;
I settled into
a circular orbit with
coordinates indicated to you
in right ascension and declination;
My language is “Orion star”,
90 percent of which is spoken
by decree of the intergalactic committee,
our coordinating summit;
Earthly spectator, I have
provided you with a translator to
communicate;
by virtue of an algorithm developed by
a common computer,
we can set up and implement
a complex voice contact;
my online name to use:
Theta Alpha Orion
MESSIER 42
Photo by Ciprian Vîntdevara
ASTRONOMER ANTS
By Adrian Bruno Șonka
We are little ants
who look at the Universe from a huge place,
full of stars,
called by the astronomer ants
“Our Galaxy”.
GALAXY HEART
(Written to commemorate 30 years of SARM Cosmopoetry,
for the jubilee astropoetry anthology)
By John Goldsmith (Australia,
The World At Night and Celestial Visions)
What if,
at the heart
of our galaxy,
is love?
What if,
in the vast silence
and darkness,
we remember?
Stars scintillate, radiate,
a luminous glow
of ancient light,
tonight.
Light and darkness
both reveal and obscure.
Inseparable in nature.
A paradox.
Curiously,
the character adopted
depends on our
perspective.
Twilight dusk
blends into true night,
to reveal the magnificence
of our Milky Way galaxy.
Uniquely placed,
an ancient southern land
of quiet solitude, remote
and vast.
From horizon to horizon,
the heart of our Milky Way galaxy
reaches the zenith,
when place and time align.
A quiet magnificence,
in touch with the southern land,
the cosmos hums and vibrates
with ancient energy.
An invitation,
offered,
come,
and discover for yourself.
Journeys
are for discovery,
and what is sought
can be found.
A wave of emotion
enfolds and surrounds, swells,
a teardrop of starlight
glistens into eternity.
The essence,
the core, the heart
of our galaxy,
above.
I see the
Universe
within you.
IN THE MILKY WAY
Photo by Attila Munzlinger
THE WORLD
By Cristiana Stoia
The world drank the last drop of the Sun.
Then the world became saturated.
Thus, the world turns on its side.
“Yes, my night wakes up.”
Black sky, an ebony bed.
The world is lying down, its locks are flowing beautifully.
No light in the room,
Just colored flashes, mysteries.
“My dear Sun, where are you?
My heart is rapidly numbing…
When I look at him, he's already gone
And the night appears again.
But the night is so beautiful too,
My heart is pounding in my chest.
What could be better for me:
The warm Sun or the fine stars?”
And so, the whole world wondered
About which is best, black or white.
But we have already received an answer:
We don’t miss any of them, day or night!
FANTASY
Photo by Andrei Pocora
PARTIAL SOLAR ECLIPSE 2022
Photo by Razvan Ciomartan
CALDWELL 30 (GALAXY) AND SNR 2025 SBR (SUPERNOVA)
Photo by Cătălin Liță
DIMENSIONS
By Răzvan Andrei
I remain stunned
because spaces without dimensions
can show us
the dimensions of infinity.
THE SKY
By Miruna Hera (high school student)
To me, the sky is not just an endless expanse,
but almost a human presence.
I feel him as one breathing, listening being
and who silently responds to my thoughts.
He has invisible but meaningful gestures,
as if he knows how to soothe, rebuke or comfort,
depending on what I carry in my soul.
In my vision, the sky carries an air of divinity,
not distant or cold, but deep and protective.
He is the “above” that does not dominate but watches over.
His light seems to contain ancient wisdom,
and his changes are like states of a living consciousness.
He is addictive because he never repeats himself,
although he remains the same.
He attracts me with his mystery,
by the way he manages to be simultaneously close and infinite.
Looking at him, I feel that he is looking at me in turn,
and this silent meeting gives me the feeling
that I belong to a great, living and sacred whole.
VENUS AND JUPITER
Photo by Ioan Adam
NOVEMBER FIREBALL (2025)
Photo by Yasuhiro Tonomura (Japan,
Nippon Meteor Society, Oriental Astronomical Association)
QUESTIONS
By Catalina Pop
Does the star know who it is?
Does light know where it’s going?
Does time know where it’s flowing?
AT A DANUBIAN OBSERVATORY
Photo from the collection of Jan Ovidiu Tercu
MUSICAL DEDICATIONS TO CONSTELLATIONS
(variant)
By Adelia Bogdan
Circumpolar constellations...
Symphony IX by Beethoven,
a masterpiece for them.
And especially for Cassiopeia,
„Jewell Song” by Gounod.
Spring constellatins...
Symphony VII and Symphony VIII
for meditation, hope, dreaming...
And Symphony 40 by Mozart
for enchantment.
Summer constellations...
Symphony V and Symphony VI,
„Swan Lake” by Tchaikovsky
and „A Midsummer Night’s Dream”
by Mendelssohn Bartoldi
will be sent to them.
Autumn constellations...
Symphony III and Symphony IV
will cross many light years to them.
And I especially see Andromeda waiting for Perseus
in „Solveig” by Grieg.
Winter constellations...
For their peace,
Symphony II by Beethoven.
And especially for the hunter Orion,
Weber’s „Hunters’ Chorus” and Chopin’s „Nocturnes”
to enchant the stars.
Zodiac constellations...
For them,
Symphony I and „Moonlight Sonata” by Beethoven,
along with „The Four Seasons” by Vivaldi...
messages of love to infinity.
FOLLOWING THE STARS
Photo by Catalin Paduraru “Snake”
ASTRO-TIPURITURA-STRIGATURA ABOUT THE SUN
By Andrei Dorian Gheorghe
Daily, we can have some fun
with the friend above, the Sun!
SOLAR FLOWER
Photo by Valentin Florin Luca
THE SUN IN THE DANUBE DELTA
Photo by Ciprian Grigorescu
SUNRISE OVER BUCHAREST
Photo by Andrei Dorian Gheorghe
ALWAYS THE SUN
Photo by Gabriel Corban
ASTRO-TIPURITURA-STRIGATURA ABOUT THE MOON
By Andrei Dorian Gheorghe
In the Sky, the changing Moon
Is always a splendid boon!
THE MOON OVER SOFIA
Photo by Valentin Velkov (Bulgaria,
Canopus Astroclub, International Meteor Organization)
LUNAR ECLIPSE OVER IASI
Photo by Ioan Agavriloaiei
MOON AND WINDMILL
Photo by Casper ter Kuile (the Netherlands,
Dutch Meteor Society, International Meteor Organization)
THE CLUB OF LUNATICS
Image from the collection of Bogdan Toafanica
COMETS
By Tit Tihon (established in Canada)
Comets are gathered like magnolia petals
On the multicolored trajectories close to the sun
Elegant and mysterious for earthlings
Deciphered theories of most hypotheses.
They are like snowballs in the schoolyard
Said the youngest disciple in the preparatory class
When he was watching the cartoon on the 3D screen
The invented alien was caressing his palms.
Surprised, the child saw only a bouquet of flowers
Which rose among the clusters of nebulae
Just soft harp and mandolin songs
The Universe is perfumed with magnolia petals.
COMET C/2025 K1
Photo by Radu M. Anghel
GEODESY AND ASTRONOMY
By Felician Ursache
During the day we measure the Earth and draw its maps.
At night, if we have patience,
we can measure the motion of the stars.
It's strictly the same family,
but a part looks down,
and the other looks up.
RAINBOW
Photo by Ovidiu Ignat
CHRISTMAS EVE ASTRO-WISHES, ALWAYS
By Delia Moțoc
Peaceful and loving Holidays!
At Christmas we also celebrate Newton.
Let's invoke, therefore, every time
the theory of universal attraction
and let's not stop looking for another formulation...
one that allows us to feel
the power of good thoughts,
even if the distance between us and our loved ones
is sometimes very large.
Let's be healthy and see each other again,
with Mr. Einstein's permission,
when time is on our side.
ASTRO-WISH FOR LOVED ONES
By Eliza Teodorescu
Serene skies
to gaze upon
with serenity!
ARTISTIC SATURN
Photo by Maximilian Teodorescu
PERSONAL LIFE
By Diana Maria Ogescu
I’m always happy
when I manage to take a day off from my job
for an astronomical event.
I hope for more similar days in the future!
CONNECTED
By Nicoleta Pazmany
We are connected to outer space
and we cannot ignore it.
Astronomy and physics are gateways…
HUBBLE OF ROMANIA
A miniature by Octavian Blagoi
VITALIE CHISTOL (REPUBLIC OF MOLDOVA)
AND HIS OLYMPIC ASTRONOMICAL TEAM
Photo by Moldova 1
FROM SPACE CLUB (ASTROKIDS)
By Andra Stoica & Diana Chirita
The question of a child:
“Why doesn’t the Sun take a selfie?”
CONCERN
By Cosmin Sorin Miclos
The privilege of seeing the starry sky...
Deep sky objects...
And light pollution vs. the value of an unaltered night sky!
The sky still tells...
MESSIER 13
Photo by Gabriel Neagu and Nezar Hezam (United Arab Emirates)
ASTRONOMERS ARE PEOPLE TOO
By Andrei Dorian Gheorghe
Astronomers always wear the heavenly bodies
in mind and soul,
but we shouldn't think that
they are obsessed with seeing stars all the time.
I have hosted several
lovers of the sky
in the central apartment
from a high-rise building
which I inherited from my parents.
Once, I even suggested to one of them
(after we discussed about
the gigantism of galaxies,
the charm of nebulae
and the blinding light of star clusters)
to watch the sunrise
over Bucharest
from that special position.
The next day I asked him
if he did it.
“No, - he answered me candidly -
I slept!”
FROM THE SOUTHERN HEMISPHERE:
HEART OF THE MIKY WAY
Words and photo by John Goldsmith (Australia,
The World At Night and Celestial Visions)
-I have included an astrophoto (cropped, medium resolution JPEG).
The photograph was taken in August 2025, at Lake Ballard, Western Australia, with a Canon 8-15mm circular fisheye lens.
It shows the very heart of our Milky Way galaxy, directly overhead.
This is an extraordinary view, which can be seen (only), from our southern latitude of -30 degrees.
The image was recorded as part of our special 2025 project, supported by Astro4dev.org.-
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