My husband and I own a basic telescope and a lovely pair of astronomical binoculars. I’ve discovered that the beauty of the night sky has not even come close to diminishing, even though I’ve lived in Pennsylvania for six years now, after spending eleven years living beneath the orange glow that is the night sky in northern New Jersey. I think it will take decades before I tire of seeking out constellations, comets, meteor showers, and the occasional lunar eclipse. On a clear night, I can even see the Orion Nebula with my naked eye, well, if I squint, that is, which brings me to this poem spark: how many poems have been writing about heavenly bodies?
Unsurprisingly, there have been many. Poets.org has an entire page devoted to Poems about the Heavenly Bodies. Obviously, the sky has always been a source of fascination for us writers. Here are a few good ones:
Ann K. Schwader Dead Light
Chris Forhan The Actual Moon, The Actual Stars
Eleanor Wilner Moon Gathering
Mark Jarman Unholy Sonnet
Your mission: write an astronomical poem. Write it about a star, or the moon, or a constellation, perhaps even the sun. Any of the stuff up there in the cosmos is a good subject, so don’t be wary. Let us go together where many poets have gone before. Good luck!