“That Has Such Creatures In It”
Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem
A moon around the planet Saturn peers
At earth and hopes that it is crystal. Rock
Rings block far surveys. More like long lens tears
Come into sight. That moon does not feel shock.
It only wished, had had suspicions that
No type of precious gem, no diamond gleam
Would be revealed or fill this habitat.
That moon had hoped its pureness could redeem
The actuality its searching found.
The coverings of clouds and caverned seas
Prevented full disclosure. Ice’s bound
Caps failed to give the distant sphere heartsease.
But then the scattered fragments blocking views
