I'm showing
my nephew grainy images
of Voyager's flyby of Uranus
back in 1986,
and remember
my own disappointment of
the few short articles in newspapers,
the few short clips in the TV news,
the public indifference,
even then,
in a more civilized age,
and the long flow of years,
and all the deaths,
all that was to be and wasn't,
and yet since
Uranus hasn't moved
a half of its orbit
around the Sun.
01.01.2023
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