08-09-2020, 11:00 AM
(08-07-2020, 10:56 PM)Joyful Noise Wrote: in the event of moon disaster
One splitting tension creates a
Small disturbance in the fore-
Step of giants
For sinkholes are only as large as the
Man who dives down into them
I do like the imagery of the sinkhole, and bravery in relation to the moonlanding
One distant dust speckle, this stanza kinda confused me, seems totally different not a quick connection, especially in relation to the quote. Is this dust earth? Me? A star?
Giant to its beloved leeches, they leeches can be anything that sucks the blood of me or earth or a star...
Leap from vein to vein, leaping leeches?
For from the marrow of so this is the man who is dust And being leeched upon why? I'm lost in the image, the mission failed but why leeches?
Mankind do they suckle am I the leech?
*The title of this poem is pulled from the header of a 1969 speech prepared in the event that the Apollo 11 crew did not return from their lunar mission.*
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