Philip José Farmer on New Year
1918–2009 United States
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Miles above the Earth we know,
Fancy's rocket roars. Below,
Here and Now are needles which
Sew a pattern black as pitch,
Waiting for the rocket's light.
Caught Beauty, held to light, now apes
A good, now evil, thing — the shifting sign
And spectrum of archaic, psychic shapes.
Burton sighed, laughed loudly, and said, “Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose.” Another fairy tale to give men hope. The old religions have been discredited — although some refuse to face even that fact — so new ones must be invented.”
To Your Scattered Bodies Go (1971)
Now we have lit a candle to the power
Of atoms; now we know we're heirs of light
Itself...
Sestina of the Space Rocket (1953)