during a lunar module meeting

6-10-08
Stars are brighter when wind is cold,
And you will understand the moon.
Her light is light, her hair is silver white
And cold. Clear. Pale. White against the night
Sky bare. And many crystals in her hair.
Crystals, piercing, pointing, peaking.
Laughing, dancing, singing.
Do you know they spin?
Around, and holding hands.
Whirling rings circumcenter,
Running, weaving, twirling, reeling.
Around the bright-gold bridegroom and
His bride with
Flowers in her hair. (Her virgin beside
Standing still with lamp in hand.)

another nasa conference poem

6-11-08
Little girl don’t cry

The Lord is gonna save you from to die,

But you gotta know, you gotta try, you gotta follow by

It’s too hard to tell you, babe, but it’s hard. Real hard.

So drink you milk, and close yo eyes,

You gonna grow, you gonna get big so

You gotta remember when you was a babe

When you knew that you was small and you knew

Somebody’d take care o’ you.

Honey, hold close, close yo’ eyes, it’s gonna get hard

And you gonna cry. So hold my hand, don’t you forget

When you was a babe and the Lord did save

You, you, little babe.

He care fo’ you. He ta’ care o’ you.

nasa notebook poem

6-12-08
The world is larger now
When men must reap and sow
When the world is hushed from snow
Fallen, blanketed, white
Earth must be clothed in her baptismal gown
For the born are bare, and her branches there are
The world is young and old
Is buried, died, and dead
And born, bathed and clothed with white
There is winter wheat dull straw waving
Above white ground, and grey sky is clouded blue and dim
There is rock and path and thorns
Where air is cold and dry
Yes earth is old and young
But world is larger now for sky and
Breath of babe unborn.

excerpts from Psalm 50

1The Mighty One, God the Lord,
speaks and summons the earth
from the rising of the sun to its setting.

3Our God comes; he does not keep silence;
before him is a devouring fire,
around him a mighty tempest.

5“Gather to me my faithful ones,
who made a covenant with me by sacrifice!”

7“Hear, O my people, and I will speak;
O Israel, I will testify against you.
I am God, your God.
8Not for your sacrifices do I rebuke you;
your burnt offerings are continually before me.
9I will not accept a bull from your house
or goats from your folds.

11I know all the birds of the hills,
and all that moves in the field is mine.

12“If I were hungry, I would not tell you,
for the world and its fullness are mine.
13 Do I eat the flesh of bulls
or drink the blood of goats?
14 Offer to God a sacrifice of thanksgiving,
and perform your vows to the Most High,
15 and call upon me in the day of trouble;
I will deliver you, and you shall glorify me.”

Good Evening

Taxes, forms, music. Music, taxes, forms. Forms, music, taxes. Thus begins March.