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| 2 | title: On seeing the panorama of the Apollo 11 landing site | ||
| 3 | genre: verse | ||
| 4 | |||
| 5 | id: apollo11 | ||
| 6 | toc: "On seeing the panorama of the Apollo 11 landing site" | ||
| 7 | |||
| 8 | ekphrastic: | ||
| 9 | image: "panorama-apollo11.jpg" | ||
| 10 | title: "Big deal." | ||
| 11 | link: "http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap141220.html" | ||
| 12 | |||
| 13 | project: | ||
| 14 | title: Elegies for alternate selves | ||
| 15 | class: elegies | ||
| 16 | order: 5 | ||
| 17 | next: | ||
| 18 | - title: Ars poetica | ||
| 19 | link: arspoetica | ||
| 20 | prev: | ||
| 21 | - title: And | ||
| 22 | link: and | ||
| 23 | ... | ||
| 24 | |||
| 25 | | So it's the [fucking moon][]. Big deal. As if | ||
| 26 | | you haven't seen it before, tacked to the sky | ||
| 27 | | like a [rotten hunk of meat][], a maudlin love | ||
| 28 | |||
| 29 | | letter (the _i_s dotted with hearts) hung | ||
| 30 | | on the sky like ninety-eight theses. | ||
| 31 | | Don't stare at it like it means anything. | ||
| 32 | |||
| 33 | | Walk past it quickly, eyes averted. | ||
| 34 | | Don't give it the chance to collect meaning | ||
| 35 | | from your [outstretched hand like a pigeon][]. | ||
| 36 | |||
| 37 | | Ascribing it a will, calling it fickle, or | ||
| 38 | | thinking it has any say or even an opinion | ||
| 39 | | of your affairs is a mistake: it's separated | ||
| 40 | |||
| 41 | | from you by three hundred eighty thousand miles | ||
| 42 | | of emptiness, staring at you blankly like a child | ||
| 43 | | or your reflection when you found your love broken | ||
| 44 | |||
| 45 | | in the dark, when time fell apart, broke down, | ||
| 46 | | started following you around everywhere, [moonfaced][], | ||
| 47 | | doggedly asking where you're going, like you know. | ||
| 48 | |||
| 49 | | Don't try side stepping time, either: it's only | ||
| 50 | | a river you're stuck in, [carrying you][] under the glare | ||
| 51 | | of the moon nuzzling closer, cooing in your ear | ||
| 52 | |||
| 53 | | like a dove that escapes into the empty sky at dawn. | ||
| 54 | |||
| 55 | [fucking moon]: deathstrumpet.html | ||
| 56 | [rotten hunk of meat]: roughgloves.html | ||
| 57 | [outstretched hand like a pigeon]: last-passenger.html | ||
| 58 | [moonfaced]: boy_bus.html | ||
| 59 | [carrying you]: music-433.html | ||