Your heart-breathed
words
will chime will ring
our blood our pulse
like a bell will hum
all the way
to the moon
Where is your poem
tonight?
In flight:
sapphire disks river drops
from soul’s
sealed ark
to cratered
dark
A quirky little article about the MoonArk project is here.
Graceful Press Poetry 
Love this poem and the way you’ve infused your words with the ideas in the article. It was lovely even before I followed the link – “heart-breathed words” and “Where is your poem tonight? / In flight” and “from soul’s sealed ark / to cratered dark” – such stunning words! What a fantastic story and I’m so glad it inspired you!
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Aw, thank you. I really struggled with how to approach this. That image of the poets’ blood is weirdly fascinating.
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Is a tangible copy of your poem going? If not we can read it aloud and send it that way. More ephemeral but no less effective, I think.
I like this a lot.
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No, just grab a friend and send it up on the next clear night. 🙂 I’d be honored.
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Yesterday offered a brief respite from the glorious rains of El Niño. My daughter and I took care of this last night. It was fun. Thanks.
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Awesome. This makes me smile.
No clear skies here, alas.
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Great format, Jennifer! “heart-breathed words” is a phrase I am officially going to steal 😉
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Well, I bent and borrowed it from Wordsworth, so you are welcome to it. 😉
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I had to read the article then reread your poem. The whole thing, project and poem, is out of this world. Have to let this seep in slowly.
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I’m glad it got you thinking! I love where you went with it.
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A bit predictable, but I’ve been writing about a cosmic Hun type character so he was preying on my mind already.
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You have captured the complexity of this mission so well — and the emptiness …
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It is just kind of strange, yes? So human. 🙂
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