Thursday, July 16, 2009

BONUS SONNET: In Which I Howl At The Moon

'Twas forty years ago this very day
Apollo the Eleventh left the pad
Bound for a date with destiny away
Upon another world. Three men all clad
In our space age's finest future garb
Left Earth to walk upon our planet's moon.
Since then we've scarce returned; there lies a barb
That wounds me, yet I've hope we'll be there soon
Again. There's LRO/LCROSS and all.
Meanwhile our own dear Duncan Jones has made
A worthy little film, a clarion call,
One vision of what we might have to trade
To live there and to keep our lifestyle here.
I took it in today. This Moon, I cheer!

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