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Here you will find the writings of the poet Theodore Waterfield

Cape Canaveral

Not far from here
where the moon dissolved like sugar
in the waves,
and the last piece of galleon
washed up on the sand,
they built a giant trellis
of steel and aluminum,
and periodically
roads would be cleared,
the ionosphere fall to earth,
emptiness surround the structure,
as a tractor crept forward
with an arrow of phenomenal girth,
to a giant bow,
to fling it into the heavens,
exhaled by a yearning inside us
for the vastness beyond,
to go as far as it would go,
a conquest,
never to be seen again.

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