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Another Timely Descent
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It never occurred to me
 1
if Pluto should be considered
 2
a planet. I barely remember
 3
the temper of your sun,
 4
 
 
let alone care to decide
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if a mouse will outwait the owl,
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or how a girl will judge
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an approaching vagabond.
 8
 
 
It’s all too much
 9
detail sometimes,
 10
such drama, even for me;
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I have galaxies to spin—
 12
they progress
 13
faster than you know. Yet
 14
 
 
through my absences,
 15
you remain so earnest—
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believing yourself to be
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a favorite child, so sure
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a Father must be near
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and in all things. I nearly believe
 20
 
 
such faith can delay
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the restarting of time,
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that you might follow
 23
the meteor’s arc,
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willing it to burn away
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until, a molten seed,
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it crashes through your waiting palm.
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21 Jul 10

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This is executed well, and you have awareness in your voice. Love 12-14 and barely remembering the temper of the sun. Starts weak, I think. Pluto being a planet or not is a different thing entirely, isn't it?

Strange to me is the fact that I am at this very moment in the middle of writing poem that expresses the exact opposite sentiment.
 — Ananke

brilliant!
 — psychofemale

Not to defend a weak start--if to you it's weak, then that's just the way it is--but to answer your question: I think it's a valid concept. It starts with what was au courant when I wrote this--the downgrading of Pluto--then comes down to Earth. I'm not an astronomer but understand that  planets have a relationship specific to the temper(ature) of their stars.

Thank you for your encouragement. I look forward to reading that poem.
 — A

This is the best poem I have read all day.
 — mandolyn

I get what you mean.

Two things still bother me about it. I guess it bugged me because the other things... the temperature of the sun, what a mouse will do or what a girl would think... those are things that humans attribute to god sometimes. But whether Pluto is a planet or not, that's based on human definitions no matter what way you dice it.

Also, I think perhaps it's just the wording. My my mind seems to think it should say "whether" instead of "if" in line 2. I don't know whether that's the correct grammar or not.
 — Ananke

"whether Pluto is a planet or not, that's based on human definitions no matter what way you dice it." Exactly. Keep in mind that as I wrote this, I didn't really know where it was going--probably the case with most of us; we end up interpreting our own poems. In my interpretation this is largely about the human definition of God. What is defined and/or decided by whom?

Whether would be okay, but I think the line stands alone better with if.

Thanks for coming back and for making me think more about the poem. That's what I need!

A
 — unknown

Thank you, mandolyn.

A
 — unknown

I certainly understand a poem becoming its own thing.

cheers.
 — Ananke

Why a (girl judging a vagabond? could be child and would make more sense. ah i see favorite child down there> but still this favorite child thing could be changed to the favored one.  

-A' Fan
 — unknown

I'm trying to represent randomness with the dissimilar. As for the girl, though, like it or not, in many societies, girls represent vulnerability. But that's actually a secondary reason for using girl. There's nothing in the poem to indicate it, so the primary reason couldn't be known by anyone but me: The would-be hero of this poem, the one with the waiting palms, is a woman.

Thanks for asking. I like to answer.
 — A

yes, it's easier to perceive fault in others when we are close to death ourselves.  
 — manuka

I like your interpretation. Thank you.

A
 — unknown

I've read this a coupla' times and am not sure why the first 2 and a half lines don't feel right but the rest is money.  Nice work.  Oh, and I really like the title.
 — JKWeb

When it hits you, hit me back.  Thanks.

A
 — unknown

So even something as big as a solar system is too small for God to think about, let alone what happens on our planet?
 — unknown

the existentialism of the poem is perfectly balanced with it's heart.
 — PaleHorse

That's the best thing I've read all day. Thank you, PaleHorse.

A
 — unknown

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gneiss.
; )
 — fractalcore

i keep coming back to this poem...i've begun to need it.  
 — pittsburgh

Thank you, fractalcore.

Means a lot, Pittsburgh!

A
 — unknown

This is beautiful!  For some inexplicable reason, I'm hearing "Rocket's Tail" by Kate Bush when I read it.  :-)
 — starr

still loving this*
 — mandolyn

Don't know the song. I'll check it out. Thanks Starr.

And thands for revisiting, Mandolyn.

A
 — unknown

This is top-notch, beautifully written--consider me a fan :)
 — PaulS

Succinct.
 — aurelius

Thank you, PaulS and aurelius.

A
 — unknown

Oh here it is.
 — unknown

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