Written for Ray Bradbury, author of Martians Chronicles,
on the occasion of the first landing on Mars
Once,
past the tomb
of this gray gypsum moon
alien spaceships chased
the craters of the sky
and Mystery wore robes fluorescent green.
Then,
through eons of red sky and earth
breathed the spirit
of the ghost people
who flew the stars
and measured the universe
with candid chasm eyes too true
and whispered songs of sighs
too sorrow-soft for ears to hear
who swift and light
sparked the night of our innocence.
Till
the quests of leaden savage arrows
slashed gossamer shadows
to pierce the night of our dream, and…
a lost ghost people died.
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