Tangerine and peach
contrail announces rocket
at March Four sunset!
High, over sunset’s earthcurve
white ‘trail blooms as boosters fall!
Tangerine and peach
contrail announces rocket
at March Four sunset!
High, over sunset’s earthcurve
white ‘trail blooms as boosters fall!
Tangerine and peach
contrail announces rocket
at March Four sunset!
Since Vanguard’s failures
seen us chunk ‘rocks’ at the moon:
each time still a thrill!
We monkeys climb high this tree.
May help us to know ourselves.
Since Vanguard’s failures
seen us chunk ‘rocks’ at the moon:
each time* still a thrill!
*(Since the middle 1950s I have had a straight-line view of many successful NASA rocket launches in person looking some 30 miles due East along State Road 46 from Sanford to Mims and Titusville just a bit South. Except for a five-year stint mostly overseas in the late 60s, I’ve seen the failures on television and when home the successes in person, and for eight years in the late 70s into the 80s I’ve seen Space Shuttle launches from my favorite bar right across The Indian River in Titusville and once took advantage of press credentials to watch one launch from the VIP/Press site just a couple of miles away. The sound was astonishing, but the overpressure wind made everyone’s clothes go a-flapping. The latest that launched this haiku came March 4, 2016, as Falcon 9 left Canaveral Air Force Station in a SpaceX launch I saw from an open 12-square block field in Sanford. Each time I utter a small prayer to the cosmos to receive this small token of Earth and wish The Universe well.)