{"id":4307,"date":"2015-07-20T16:12:17","date_gmt":"2015-07-20T20:12:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.e357.net\/beingernest\/?p=4307"},"modified":"2020-07-20T19:58:18","modified_gmt":"2020-07-20T23:58:18","slug":"moonfall","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/e357.net\/beingernest\/moonfall\/","title":{"rendered":"Moonfall"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"mceTemp\"><\/div>\n<p>A slight jar and we&#8217;re free,<br \/>\nFloating in the dark.<br \/>\nA hand touches the stick<br \/>\nAnd a shudder passes<br \/>\nThrough the craft.<!--more--><\/p>\n<p>Stars wheel crazily<br \/>\nUntil the gray white globe<br \/>\nSlides into view<br \/>\nNine miles high<br \/>\nFace down, like a runner<br \/>\nReady for the gun.<\/p>\n<p>And flight says &#8220;go&#8221;<br \/>\nAnd the mains roar<br \/>\nTheir silent outrage<br \/>\nAnd the ship shakes<br \/>\nAnd weight returns,<br \/>\nAnd the world flips about<!--more--><\/p>\n<p>The face of the moon is a vast cliff<br \/>\nAnd we&#8217;re sliding down its glowing face<br \/>\nAnd to our impatient eyes<br \/>\nNothing has changed.<br \/>\nBut we know that we are<br \/>\nFalling<br \/>\nFalling<br \/>\nFalling<\/p>\n<p>In a long arc<br \/>\nThat will bring us down<br \/>\nTo gently kiss the face of the moon.<br \/>\nSweet four billion and never been kissed.<br \/>\nUntil now.<br \/>\nAnd the mains roar on<br \/>\nThirsty to drink their fill<\/p>\n<p>We started late<br \/>\nJust seconds<br \/>\nBut looking out the window<br \/>\nNeil can tell<br \/>\nAs the moon slips by<br \/>\nToo fast<br \/>\nAnd the mains roar on<\/p>\n<p>At three thousand feet<br \/>\nAlarms and confusion<br \/>\nCalled out in calm tones<br \/>\nYou&#8217;d never know that<br \/>\nWe almost turned back.<br \/>\nWe could have, you know.<\/p>\n<p>And now it&#8217;s close,<br \/>\nAlmost close enough to touch.<br \/>\nFlight calls out the burn time left<br \/>\n&#8220;Sixty seconds&#8221;<br \/>\nNeil hunts for a clear space<br \/>\nOn a field of boulders<br \/>\n&#8220;Thirty seconds&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;We go to the moon,<br \/>\nnot because it is easy,<br \/>\nBut because it is hard.<br \/>\nAnd the other thing.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Lots of other things<br \/>\nTo taunt the bear<br \/>\nTo seed the south<br \/>\nTo remember a fallen leader<br \/>\nAnd because our own dreams<br \/>\nWon&#8217;t quite die.<\/p>\n<p>We have arrived<br \/>\nWithin the decade<br \/>\nAnd now the moon<br \/>\nHangs below us<br \/>\nJust out of reach<\/p>\n<p>Kicking up some dust<br \/>\nFaint shadow<br \/>\nDrifting to the right<br \/>\nContact light<br \/>\nEngine stop<\/p>\n<p>Tranquility<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_4308\" style=\"width: 635px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.e357.net\/beingernest\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Apollo-11-visor.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-4308\" class=\"wp-image-4308 size-large\" src=\"http:\/\/www.e357.net\/beingernest\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Apollo-11-visor-1024x512.jpg\" alt=\"Apollo 11 visor\" width=\"625\" height=\"313\" srcset=\"https:\/\/e357.net\/beingernest\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Apollo-11-visor-1024x512.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/e357.net\/beingernest\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Apollo-11-visor-300x150.jpg 300w, https:\/\/e357.net\/beingernest\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Apollo-11-visor-624x312.jpg 624w, https:\/\/e357.net\/beingernest\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Apollo-11-visor.jpg 2000w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 625px) 100vw, 625px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-4308\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">I wrote this a while back for TechRevu, and did a reading of it at Readercon that year, whichever year it was. You might wonder: f we can put a man on the moon, why can&#8217;t we put a man on the moon? Well as Yogi says, it&#8217;s too crowded. Nobody goes there anymore.<\/p><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A slight jar and we&#8217;re free, Floating in the dark. 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