Solar Song Revisited

I don’t usually repost a poem, but some of my better early ones are so far back in my blog, that you’d have to tread through a bit of muddy ground to find them. This is one that was published in Space and Time back in the seventies, I think. Although the metaphors are really for astronomy buffs, like me, everyone seemed to like it:

From deep within the cosmic din

Flows music, loud and strong,

But few men ’round can hear the sound

Still fewer yet — The Song.

With graceful ease, the melodies

Of Venus, Earth, and Mars,

Dance ever on the notes upon

A tablature of stars.

On distant lands, the marching bands

Of Jupiter resound,

And hearts take wing when ringlets ring

In Saturn’s jeweled crown.

The trumpets sound! The drummers pound!

Great Uranus rolls on,

And no less grand is Neptune’s stand

A billion miles beyond.

Amid the swells, faint tinkling bells

Add depth that few can hear,

For Mercury and Pluto flee

All but the chastened ear.

To guide the flux, the Sun conducts

The symphony along,

But few men ’round can hear the sound,

Still fewer yet — The Song!

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