Thursday, August 6, 2009

In Which I Peer Out At The Sky And Back On Us

We go forward and back, just looking out
Our windows or through telescopes and tools.
The Kepler probe has taught us more about
A thousand-light-year distant world we fools
Had thought we understood already; not
A bit like any planets we have here.
But thousand-year-old data's all we've got.
Around Hat-P-7b it's old news. Fear --
So slight but real -- grips me: I ask what if
The star, the planet, are still really there.
Just sixty-four years earlier, our stiff
Resolve to end a war led us to dare
Will we still be here when some others scan?

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