By Jeanne Sirotkin
When the first rockets left Earth
I watched in black and white
the black and white light
that was immense space
beyond our blue planet
a unique marble
purie cat-eye shooter
paint-by-number planets
put a ring around them or
several moons
designer planets painted day-glo
I wanted to be an astronaut
and greet aliens
using something like sign language
or mind meld
now we’ve seen
in infrared light
black holes sucking
the birthing of galaxies
a star nursery
exoplanets on a graph
water vapor in their atmosphere
we looked backward billions of years
to see the future
explode and implode
in this infinite universe
where we stand on the shore
fishing pole in hand
hurling through space.