[in memory of Clayton Stafford and Leigh Brackett;
and my senior year's summer after college,
June 7th through October 1, 1980]
The greatest pride in our technology
came to us at its highest apogee,
enabling us to strut among the stars---
as had that ancient species dead on Mars.
We learned quickly: celestial duration
outlasts any planet's civilization,
but lacks even the slightest toleration
for that which it considers an intrusion.
We, proud of ourselves, reached that sad conclusion
in the midst of embarrassing confusion;
with time left only for some brief, archival
efforts to leave behind, in preservation,
a caveat before the detonation
out of deep space that shattered our survival.
Starward
[jlc]
Another Alias
As I read I kept thinking this sound like that starfarer cat. Yep. Hi. slc
Thanks. I can only plead
Thanks. I can only plead that the French novelist, Stendhal, tried over a hundred different pen names and appellations before he found the one that was the perfect fit. Haiku poets often change when new developments enter their lives, and this is what I was thinking of, since I have received the call to preach as well as to write poetry.
Seryddwr