Poetry in interstellar motion

Poetry in interstellar motion

Detail of the Eagle Nebula as imaged by the Hubble Space Telescope • NASA, ESA, and the Hubble Heritage Team (STScI/AURA)

Originally published 12 November 2002

Each of the three books of Dan­te’s Divine Com­e­dy ends with the same words: “the stars.”

The Infer­no con­cludes with dis­tant stars glimpsed through the nar­row exit of hell. “We emerged,” says the poet, “and saw the stars.”

Dan­te’s jour­ney through Pur­ga­to­ry ends on Earth­’s high­est moun­tain, with the heav­ens seem­ing­ly not so far away. He is “ready to ascend to the stars.”

Final­ly, the poet looks down upon the stars from above, from the lumi­nous realm of Par­adise. He has expe­ri­enced “the Love that moves the sun and the oth­er stars.”

The beau­ty of that final des­ti­na­tion, the Empyre­an Sphere that enclos­es the cre­at­ed uni­verse in divine bril­liance, tax­es the poet­’s pow­ers of description:

I saw light in the shape of a river
Flashing golden between two banks
Tinted in colors of marvelous spring.
Out of the stream came living sparks
Which settled on the flowers on every side
Like rubies ringed with gold…

I thought of Dan­te’s descrip­tion of Par­adise when I saw a new pho­to­graph of the Eagle Neb­u­la, pub­lished in the Decem­ber [2002] issue of Sky & Tele­scope mag­a­zine. The pho­to was made by astronomers Travis Rec­tor and Bren­da Wol­pa at the Kitt Peak Nation­al Obser­va­to­ry in Arizona.

Telescopic image of a multi-colored gaseous nebula
Cred­it:T.A.Rector (NRAO/AUI/NSF and NOIRLab/NSF/AURA) and B.A.Wolpa (NOIRLab/NSF/AURA)

What are we look­ing at? The Eagle Neb­u­la is a vast, bowl-shaped cloud of dust and gas, dozens of light-years wide, illu­mi­nat­ed and caused to glow by the ener­gy of hot new stars that are even now being born from the stuff of the nebula.

The cool out­er part of the cloud is most­ly mol­e­c­u­lar hydro­gen, but it also con­tains micro­scop­ic par­ti­cles of car­bon, sil­i­cates, and oth­er com­pounds found in such celes­tial objects as the Earth and moon. About a hun­dred new stars, pos­si­bly with plan­ets, are con­tained with­in the bowl of the neb­u­la. Many of the stars are big­ger and brighter than our sun.

The Eagle Neb­u­la is about 7,000 light-years from Earth, in the next spi­ral arm of the Milky Way Galaxy, in a direc­tion more or less toward the galaxy’s cen­ter. It was first glimpsed as a tele­scop­ic blur by the French­man Jean-Philippe Loys de Cheseaux in 1745. I grew up with black-and-white pho­tographs of the neb­u­la made with the Mount Wil­son tele­scope in California.

Now, like Dante hav­ing at last arrived in the Empyre­an sphere, we see the neb­u­la in all of its heav­en­ly glory.

What do we see? Light radi­at­ing between banks of gas col­ored like riotous spring. Liv­ing sparks of hot new stars, like rubies set in gold. Noth­ing, noth­ing in Dan­te’s expe­ri­ence could have pre­pared him for the splen­dors of the heav­ens revealed in the new Kitt Peak photograph.

The col­ors we see in the pho­to­graph are not exact­ly the col­ors we would see with our eyes if we could approach the neb­u­la. They were cho­sen by the astronomers with cer­tain fil­ters to empha­sis struc­tur­al details of the nebula.

The pho­to­graph is there­fore very much a tech­no­log­i­cal arti­fact, made with high­ly sophis­ti­cat­ed instru­ments, but it is also a work of art in the tra­di­tion of the Divine Com­e­dy—the human imag­i­na­tion in ser­vice to our lofti­est aspi­ra­tions and longings.

In Dan­te’s time, astron­o­my was one of the sev­en lib­er­al arts — with gram­mar, rhetoric, log­ic, arith­metic, geom­e­try, and music — required of every stu­dent who aspired to a uni­ver­si­ty degree. Of all the sec­u­lar sci­ences, astron­o­my was deemed most like­ly to lead one to the con­tem­pla­tion of things divine.

Dan­te’s own Divine Com­e­dy is based on the medieval astro­nom­i­cal con­cep­tion of the world, a sys­tem of con­cen­tric spheres cen­tered on the Earth and bound­ed by the Empyrean.

In the Kitt Peak pho­to­graph of the Eagle Neb­u­la, we see some­thing akin to Dan­te’s par­adis­al vision, but not cen­tered on the Earth. We see oth­er suns and oth­er earths being born, mas­sive stars des­tined to die soon as super­novas, and oth­er less mas­sive stars that will live long lives, per­haps evolv­ing life or con­scious­ness on their planets.

We see in the Kitt Peak pho­to­graph a uni­verse of a full­ness and dimen­sion that makes Dan­te’s human-cen­tered cos­mos of con­cen­tric spheres seem like a dust mote in an immense cathedral.

Astron­o­my is no longer a required course of study in our uni­ver­si­ties, and it’s some­thing of a shame. Who can look at this image of the Eagle Neb­u­la and not be moved to rap­ture? This new view of deep space is among the best things that edu­ca­tion has to offer, and a fit­ting com­ple­ment to Dan­te’s great poem.

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