The Cape
Consider what the cape desires. It wants to see
The clouds of birds that used to fly above
It in their immemorial paths, sea
And sea and sea beneath their search for love
And nestlings. Cape Canaveral wants the white
And white and white cloud mountains piled up high
Like Himalayas, lovelier in height
Than hard tectonic jags. It wants to spy
The flying fish and leaping dolphins out
Beyond Atlantic sands, and watch the float
And dive of pelicans, and hear the spout
Of whales before they beach and die and bloat.
..It wants the ospreys and the eagles true
….To it. It does not need a missile crew.