Gravity Hold the Moon (poem)

Posted by ractrose on 22 Oct 2022 in Art, Poems

Pastel drawing of Planet Earth, Mars, and the Moon playing cards in the style of the Poker Dogs




Gravity Hold the Moon


Gravity hold the moon

Being that we haven’t drowned ourselves

We haven’t known

If the shift and sway of a fatter sea

Would jolt the center

Miscalculate our science

And cast you free

We fly away with our celestial tin cup

To learn whether some other moon will have us

Or at the door of Mars we importune

And that at last makes sense

A scourge of teeming humanity this pox

We have reset again reset the clock

Here we are at the culmination

And a Godly finger aims a double-layered curse

The disease and the cure


Each one is better than the next

The next thing is more interesting than the current thing

Is the musk ox of the northern reaches now at peace

Does he feel his time grows short

In the earth’s interior an oven’s fire burns

The smallest thing that reasons feels that we are






Gravity Hold the Moon

Digital drawing of panicked figures and deep blue window

Petal and Perfume


















(2014, 2015 Stephanie Foster)




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