Sidney Beck Poet Quatrain

Saturn In the Telescope

SATURN   IN   THE   TELESCOPE


Creamy yellow disc and rings
Satellites  like  tiny brothers
Music of the spheres she brings
To  Titan,  Rhea and the others.


Moving slowly,  orbit defined 
Her face obscures the stars behind
What strikes me  then is not the science
But the blackness and the silence

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John Loving Iii November 30, 2010 at 8:55 AM behind that blackness are stars you've never seen. millions of years in the making. yet is as a match lighting to God and going out. this is a universe an infinity. and the answer is in that blackness and the light of an unknown star. john

Carolyn Devonshire November 21, 2010 at 11:48 AM Quite a vision of the ringed planet you have given us, Sydney. The last two lines are so profound. We see much movement when we look out into space, but the silence seems eerie. Best wishes, Carolyn