Saturday, February 27, 2016

100 words about Jupiter

The man at the observatory said it’s the cream dot over the treeline. There it was like all the others but then we curved the steps to look through the lens 130x bigger, more than these words, and that dot was striped, massive Jupiter, real and floating in lonely space. Io, Europa, Ganymede, and Calisto, clearly tagalong moons in almost tactile orbits and it is the kind of thing where you must keep looking and you want them to shut the hole in the dome: Jupiter is too real out there with nothing separating you except a billion stupid miles.