Thursday, June 07, 2012


When I was younger, I read lots of science fiction. I grew up on a diet of Isaac Asimov, Arthur Clarke and Ray Bradbury. Now Ray has gone beyond the stars. This stanza of his poem, If We Had Only Taller Been, is the perfect expression of what it means to be a writer:

Short man, Large dream. I send my rockets forth between my ears,
Hoping an inch of Will is worth a pound of years.
Aching to hear a voice cry back along the universal Mall:
We've reached Alpha Centauri!
We're tall, O God, we're tall!

Listen and see Ray read this poem in this JPL video:

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