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Jupiter/Happiness

Heavy throws of her vacant arms felt
To pull soft the shadows on the keiper belt
Duty knows the way of endless orbit, anther
Imagine the way sisyphus looked up at his brother
Sweat drenched brow and a hand clenched boulder
For the sway of the wind
Is dependent on the whims of gravity
Hundreds of millions of miles away
The cosmos give no peace to the men that lay their hats on a peg in the sky
Hands of a gas giant, pulling out another day.
Knew that the red dot was the eye of a spy
Always watchful of the axis that the world liked to spin on
Making sure we are free of the snarling nether, 
And she weeps for us, helium, neon, forever.
(And the ground must feel so firm underneath their hands)
(And the grass must buckle and snap between fingers,)
How small we must seem to our friend
How vast the blue must look when it lingers.
(To stare up and see me in the sky,
To feel sun and the weight of a heaven
Enriched as we are,
together.)

Poem by Forrest Condon

Image by Adam Strong

Forrest Condon is a recent University of New Orleans graduate with a bachelor’s degree in
English Literature. When he isn’t writing, he’s walking his dog or riding the bus. Sometimes he
stands in the rain, but only when no one is looking.

One reply on “Jupiter/Happiness”

Forrest what an incredible poem you wrote. Looking forward to reading and enjoying future pieces. Thanks for sharing your gift!😊

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