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Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Earth Observation


I ran across this, from the Earth Observatory on the NASA website today. It's a place where one can view astronaut photography and see the way the world looks from 'way up there.

This picture reminded me of something I wrote some years ago:


Tech

When metal scrapes against the sky
there is no sound,
but the scar it leaves
is thick,
diffuses light.


We know the answers.
They were carved in trees
that shrieked when we cut them,
noise that filters
into our centers
and comes out like ink

when we write on paper.

Disposable philosophies,
the ache for something permanent:
we go blindly into the future
without Carl Sagan.
Our common sense has been waylaid
into legislation
meant to protect the citizen
against all predators

but the predators are inventive,
and when metal scrapes against the sky
there is no sound,
but the scar it leaves
is thick and hard to breathe.


(c) 1999 Smokey Combs - all rights reserved





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