I can't imagine a moonless world
(Illogical, Lieutenant, Vulcan has none.)
I've yet to see a thousand alien worlds.
(alien, Lieutenant, is a relative term.)
I have been reaching all my life
for unseen, unimagined stars.
(a human's reach, must, it seems, exceed their grasp. Yes, Lieutenant, I've read Browning, too.)
I want to hear their music,
dark, precise, and fiery cold as you,
who say you've never heard the stars sing.
written in Jan '78
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