The Moon and Venus
Our moon, a giant sphere of rock, shines scarred
And pocked against the darkness all around
Its front. The craters are sickness and marred
Complexion. Boulders as pimples abound.
The rest is dust. The planet Venus shines,
A beacon from the realm of purest grace.
That lump of stone and gases, though, combines
Intensest heat with poisons in the space
Surrounding it. These two great hunks of dead
Material are lifeless and opposed
To life. Romantic sentiment is bled
By leech-like facts. Poetic sighs are closed.
..These two, among the heavenly things above,
….Appoach the truth for those who yearn for love.