Poem: Selene, smashed not shattered
Tucked in a tiny timed capsule
against its wonky, worldly windows
mesmerized the momentary Moonfarers
at sweeping sights of Selene
Creased by craters and crowning peaks
melts and mountains molded in weeks
amid barrages of ballistically laid beads
lingered the landscape of Luna
What the world could view
is impact not as distant
through the capsule crew
For a world bent and battered
showed that it wasn’t shattered
that it was weathered, not withered
trembled, not tamed or tattered
Just like the proud people
on our pretty planet
defending their dignity
with greater gravity
What the world could view
is impact not as distant too.
When will that brew?
Notes: This poem is for Days 13 and 14 of the Global Poetry Writing Month. I wrote it to capture and metaphorically reflect on the striking, geologically rich landscape we all could see through the eyes of NASA’s Artemis II astronauts as they flew by the Moon.
If you liked this space poetry of mine, read Seven uni-verses, my globally published poetry pamphlet.
