Nov
30
Brothers and sisters
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Our first entry in this week’s Friday Poegle Contest, from Brad on the Upper West Side. This week’s theme is “brothers and sisters”. Brad offers us….
For a Sibling
Sister come close and remember with me.
Dusk on the railway, dress up, mom and dad,
Corner shop porn mags we found in the woods,
The fairy tales of protective brothers.
Chapter one of what they didn’t read us
Said something about a little monster.
We always thought we were being funny,
But she didn’t come back after that day.
They should have been direct and just told us.
Was it there in the drawings, the cartoons?
All by ourselves from morning until dark,
Am I right that they should have just told us?
Do you not remember we were happy,
Children of traditional modern times.
Lives come undone; we don’t have to know why.
Just be with me and tell me who you are.
-Brad on the Upper West Side (search phrase “when we were little”)
Nov
28
Nov
28
On the Moons of Jupiter
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Through Kepler’s borrowed telescope,
Io shines in golden light, hiding its secrets.
On Europa, Ganymede and Callisto
Heavy elements, volcanoes, extreme radiation.
Icy surfaces are common, smooth frozen plains.
Dinner table conversations on
Ideas about constructing biospheres,
Melting ice, obtaining minerals, and ways
Humans might survive ultra-cold temperatures.
Calculations on cometary orbits,
Cataclysmic quantum signatures,
Current time-keeping conventions of Earth.
-Jeff in Massachusetts (search phrase “on the moons of jupiter”)
Nov
28
From the Shuttle Window
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The lands that witnessed the first steps of San Martín’s heroic enterprise lay defiant before our eyes. Caldwell was emotional. Tayo noted we had left the city municipalities behind and were entering one of the “rural sectors.” Currie had to rely largely on closed-circuit television to watch our progress.
Look closely at the photograph. The robotic arm is visible in the picture’s upper right corner. The ring blinked like an eye. You can even barely see the rainbow.
The United States looked very small from the shuttle’s window. United. States. small. shuttle’s. window.
Check.
- Lauren in Wisconsin
(search phrase: “from the shuttle window”)
