Waning MoonNot just the sweetness
of time

has marred the unbroken
surface, the brightest

smile you will ever see
in any night sky,

but the impact of rock

in the deliciously cold

of regolith and milk,

leaving a carie
so large

not even eternity can fill it.

Copyright © 2011, Robert Borski

Image Credit: Mark Kilner, some rights reserved

Robert Borski's poetry appears most often in Star*Line and Strange Horizons. As an eighth grader in Stevens Point, Wisconsin, he was introduced to the night sky via the eyepiece of his neighbor Stephen Walther, who would later found Astronomy magazine.