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Greenwich Observatory
Christian Ward
I was eleven when I first saw
the Greenwich Observatory,
its aperture fat and wide
like Atlas’s pregnant wife
watching the stars herded
across the sky by an invisible
shepherd.
I tried to catch them years later
when I was watching comets
in a Kentish orchard,
but they seemed to slip
through my fingers.
Perhaps if I’d had a trap then,
I would have been able to hold
onto the brightest thing in the sky.