quasi-moon
quasi-romance
I suppose
to look on it from Earth
a companion
for
Artemis
love and hunting
in
need of a new horizon from which
to search the sky maybe with
a plan to take the new step
now
and for a while
so to
rescue the Pleaides
from Orion
then perchance to dance
together
freed in a midnight’s new quasi-lunar
glowing
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(recent discovery made near Earth, Astronomers Say Earth Has a Newly Discovered 'Quasi-Moon,' a Companion That Shares Its Orbit Around the Sun reported in Smithsonian)
Long Earth
Thinking
About day and night
In the spring surprise of
Noting
Blue light persisting
Layered
And
Dissolving in to dark
And yet the longer time
As Earth considers turning
Back
Leaning to favor
Days of planting in the northern
Half
While the southern part
Has winter
A cycle of
Waking
Hibernation
Still for a billion years
Two billions or so
Until a final pressing
To go away
To land upon another world
With the surprise
Discovery
Of its own planetary cycles
And its seasons become
Our own
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Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash
(x = space)
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Following Discoveries
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If God wanted us to fly
Well, I think God did want this
We’re there
We’re going far
And we go deep
There are barriers
We make them for each other
And ourselves
But on the other side
Yes, there we will have something
All our rewards
In the arrival
We will have everything
We will be loved, at last
We will be loved
By the universe
Maybe on Earth it hasn’t
Gone so well
But here
Wherever here
There is something grand to do
Every day
Forever
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Work in Progress Process
Blank page awaits
No, it doesn’t wait on me—it’s a
Blank page
It doesn’t do anything
But I do
When inspired
Wait—must I wait for that?
It’s a process, you know
Discovery and meaning
I might not have just now
I might have them later
When in composing
Something happens
It’s here—hang on, it’s
Coming
On the way, I’m sure
And maybe with regret
I’m late waiting for Godot
The sun sets on my day
But wait—the
Breath of day is ending
Yet exhale and breathing-in of
Night is more inspiring!
(Waiting for Godot, a play by Samuel Beckett)
Ovine Titanosaur
A lost sheep led a farmer
toward discovery: broken
through terrestrial skin,
a thigh bone of Earth’s once-
roaming, largest dinosaur
Titanosaur
(there is only one
rank above the Titan)
There is precedence in
looking for the lost,
lone sheep
Stored wisdom and
insight add to the
task and treasure while
reconstructing ages
So, too, does one grower
looking for one charge—
one smaller creature, seeking
green, having turned away,
now only wanting home
(Thanks to The Guardian
for posting this story)
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