By Anderson Griggs
Transcribed concrete poem where the following text forms the image of a moon:
My telescope gets one last, glorious use, with all the cities’ lights abandoned just before smoke and dust hide our star-filled sky. I see every crevice and crater of the Maria and the Highlands as the full sphere falls in its terrible brilliance.
but who was it; a twisted mad astronomer dreamt to (Alpheratz) see it so close; we can only stand chained to the stone of Earth like the young princess (Schedar) Andromeda, as the monster rises from Poseidon’s waves; where is Cassiopeia, the one who boastfully sinned but consigned her own daughter to punishment, and whose beauty (Mirach) withers beneath Neptune’s Nereid moons, and where is Perseus, blessed of the Greek (Almaak) heavens, with the head of Medusa heroically stretched to save us, petrifying our lunar doom; yet we just watch in fear and wonder as the chariot of Selene bounds closer while the tides pull higher, sharper; dark ocean reaches THE MOON.
Anderson Griggs is a BYU freshman with an undeclared major. You can find him on Instagram at 1andonly_anderson.griggs.
