Sad Saga Of Nasa Poem by doug bentley

so you sent off some rockets-
to the moon, no less-

starting in 69,
an auspicious sign

for tao watchers
and any others

with a sense of history.
there was poetry

in those encounters.
so what happened?

you scooped up a few stones
and left. you haven't been back since.


nasa* what's your reason
for not spending

at least
one scientific season

on that orb
we poets time stars by

and watch blue horsemen pass
white sparkling splashing satin?


*National Aeronautics and Space Administration, USA