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There are two poems which Mr. Bradbury wrote, which I believe were never published in book form. I am anxious to track both down. The first was written after the first Viking Lander mission, and I saw it as a teenager in the LA Times. It is a powerful poem with a message the has been reflected elsewhere in Mr. Bradbury's fiction. The second was written and recited by Mr. Bradbury as part of a radio drama adaptation of The Man, the was produced and broadcast by KBYU radio. Does any one have any idea where I could get text copies of these two works. Any help would be greatly appreciated. | |||
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Ross Todrzak | ||||
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hey r we the only 1's in this thing??? Ross Todrzak | ||||
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hello??? Ross Todrzak | ||||
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Bradbury recently had "They have not seen the stars: The complete poetry of ray bradbury" published.If the poems are available, they should be contained in that book. What are the names of the poems? | ||||
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Does this one help? They have not seen the stars, Not one, not one Of all the creatures on this world In all the ages since the sands First touched the wind, Not one, not one, No beast of all the beasts has stood On meadowland or plain or hill And known the thrill of looking at those fires. Our soul admires what they, Oh, they, have never known. Five billion years have flown In turnings of the spheres, But not once in all those years Has lion, dog, or bird that sweeps the air Looked there, oh, look. Looked there. Ah, God, the stars. Oh, look, there! It is as if all time had never been, Nor Universe or Sun or Moon Or simple morning light. Those beasts, their tragedy was mute and blind, And so remains. Our sight? Yes, ours? to know now what we are. But think of it, then choose. Now, which? Born to raw Earth, inhabiting a scene, And all of it no sooner viewed, erased, As if these miracles had never been? Vast circlings of sounding fire and frost, And all when focused, what? as quickly lost? Or us, in fragile flesh, with God's new eyes That lift and comprehend and search the skies? We watch the seasons drifting in the lunar tide And know the years, remembering what's died. [This message has been edited by fjpalumbo (edited 09-25-2002).] fpalumbo | ||||
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