I never really feel fit to comment on poetry because it’s not something I write much myself, though I do admire it… I think I can say this is good :)

I like all the space metaphor stuff, it gives the whole piece a real breadth and depth. At the same time, it doesn’t feel perfect, but rather uselessly I can’t say why! Either way, I enjoyed it, so well done :)

Like Mostly Harmless, I feel underqualified to comment on poetry usually, but I think I can get more of a grip on what didn’t sit well with me in this piece: it’s the last word. ‘Orbit’ brings to mind cold, empty space and vast distance from other objects and people, which seems so far removed from the rest of the poem, which is about this fiery, transformative person with a large view on life who reaches you through long distances and barriers to bring you close and show you the surprises and miracles of Life. ‘Orbit’ just doesn’t match that, or the title very much since orbits just continue unless destabilized…

Am I possibly missing a great sadness conveyed by that single word?

Very trippy and out there. That’s about all I have today. Feeling a bit ‘out in high orbit’ myself at the moment.

In my amateur opinion, this is one of my favorites. It feels like being carried along happily out of control, but still you can’t quite get close enough, can’t spiral in. Therefore, the ending is a little bit sad, a little bit tortured by the untouchable beauty.

Thanks for the comments, all. As ill-fitting as the last line may be, that’s the truth of the situation. I imagine a small planetoid orbiting a supernova – being affected greatly by it, yet still apart.