The Ripples Are Myriad Poem by thomas mofford

The Ripples Are Myriad



'We shall not cease from exploration,
And the end of all our exploring,
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.'

-T. S. Eliot-




Sputnik
U-2
Days of Pigs
Assassinations
Race riots
Campus explosions
Vietnam
Watergate
Dirty Laundry of Presidents
Spies
Ignominy.


Single global civilization
space stump
Leap in space
White-blue Earth
Craters of the moon
Pear-shaped Earth
Wastes of Mars
Solar stations
Colonized space
Sea-water in the womb.



Thomas Mofford

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