Juno ponders Jupiter’s complex storms,
and the darkening around its twin poles,
clustered cyclones stretching out for miles.
It looks something like van Gogh’s Starry Night
or like your mother’s eyes before she yells
about some or other lie you have told.
Is it truly a surprise that she’s most
tumultuous at her extremities?
We slipped between her gossamer rings to
peer underneath her diaphanous skirts
for something magnetic there, just beneath
the reckless rind of her tortured surface.
For us she plays her icy pipe and drum,
with all her whirling eyes and lashing tongues.
A Van Gogh Jupiter: Planet’s Clouds Swirl Like A Painting [SPACE]
Stunning New Images of Jupiter from NASA’s Juno Reveal “Earth-Sized” Cyclone [The Telegraph]
Laurel Ann Lowe is a poet and playwright from rural Georgia. She lives near Atlanta and works at Kennesaw State University.