Jupiter

You have re-entered my atmosphere perfectly in tact -

The jeweled planet beaming its way across a cavernous, motionless sky.















Snuffing the light from lesser stars caught orbiting your wake.

In a most saint-like fashion, apologetic in your mission.
It it not your crime to have emerged the gem of a galaxy
Recently reconstructed in the northern sky.



















Maneuvering at warp speed now through this temporary arrangement
Of moons and ladders scattered across my back yard.
A galaxy left featureless after the great implosions of ‘89.

You survey the landscape and then retreat.
The sky grows dark with worry.
What are the odds you will pass round again--
And why would you after years of collecting your own moons?

Oh Casseopia, Cepheus come!
Commission my hand to rearrange the planets, paint a new sun!
‘Fore I dare to scour the night sky –
Turn each constellation on its side calling out her name.

Jupiter!

- bellini