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Another fine piece draped in your unique style: I love and often do use parenthesis quite freely in writing. Though that is something more common for me in letters, emails, and stories than in the more poetic way you use them. Never have you weilded this favored tool more masterfully than in Afterglow (at least not that I've read ; ) ). Your sense of timing here, to me, is perfect, and reaches an almost impossible harmonic smoothness, something that bracketed expressions normally are not quite rendered to do.    I happily wave the rocketeers good bye with you, as this has been a sort of fantasy of my own. We may or may not dream of different solutions to prevent them from coming back ; )   Lastly, I want to say, it's quite difficult, no matter how good the piece, to sign off with the best line of all, but you did just that with "since those overreaching apes..first stood upright to / grasp what was not meant to be theirs". Only, again, aided by your sidebar, generating a fair chuckle from me, at that. But never could it be better spoken than that they "grasped what was not meant to be theirs". Oh, indeed.   This, to me, is spectacular.

A sage river flows here: I will sit by the shore and listen.   Perhaps the following can be said: The second wisest man realizes he knows nothing. Meanwhile, the wisest man realizes he knows that little something. ; )

I liked your limerick. It inspired my own.: I once had a neighbor who'd  Liked to walk around in the nude I'd always be hopin' The curtains she'd open Each night I would watch, my eyes glued  

Thank you very much for those: Thank you very much for those kind words.  I am again reminded of Umberto Eco's preface to The Name Of The Rose:  "I was now free of every fear."  Your words have that effect on me, and I am grateful.

It's interesting that you: It's interesting that you felt that way because the voice is what makes this work. I love the wry attitude, the natural flow, the personality, if you will. It clicked. Kept me engaged. Wonderful work. 

I love metaphysical poems in: I love metaphysical poems in which highly evocative language traces the contours of a mystery, reminding us of the mystery's existence (so often ignored by our calloused souls), without actually revealing it.  Your poem does exactly that, and that's why, when I read it, it seemed to leap off the page at me.  (Two of Wallace Stevens' late poems, "The Planet On The Table," and, "Final Soliloquy Of The Interior Paramour," have that same effect on me.)  I am convinced that you are one of those Cosmic Poets that write the very highest level of Poetry here at postpoems.

Your prose is very lucid.: Your prose is very lucid.