Friday, May 12, 2017

DAY #40: Has it Really Been Forty Days?

Yes it has.

Forty straight days since April 2nd.

Sixteen days to go till our Grand Finale Weekend with Jupiter's Ball and and the Poetry of the Planets Readings (to be announced shortly).

Twenty days until we fold up all the pixels on this particular project, and fade into the West.

That's the math of it.  Here's the poetry of it, for today.

Image courtesy of the Author

VIA Cassini
A Planetary Poem by Qwynn      
           (c) May 2017              

Hello this is Saturn
We run a tight ship here.
Tight ordered rings
Around our planet

That you dove through.
We felt you.
We don’t like ripples
In our being.

You are like the new kids
On the solar block,
Lobbing your playthings
Towards our planet.

Its not that you are
Uneducated. You know 
The effect butterfly wings
Have across space.

Time ripples
In causality.
And we do not like
The empty gap between,

Or pristine rings, disturbed
By curious neighbors
Propelling nuclear
Devices through

'Our' atmosphere.
The sound of our existence
Is audible, yes?!...and yet...

This is Saturn...and you are…


Poems and stories (2000w or less) can be submitted at the drop boxes on LEA 4, or by emailing them to caledoniaskytower at g mail (dot) com. And YES, feel free to illustrate your submissions!

Check out this great follow-up post by Inara Pey 

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