This modest dot
wandering the cosmos without a star to orbit –
100 light-years away.
“What a common thing,” onlookers proclaim!
(Yet she eludes close study)
disks of dust and debris
thrown out of a host’s orbit,
Never good enough.
Not a failed star,
a brown dwarf;
but stellar evolution without enough spark;
nuclear fusion causes light.
I end up free from gravity.
I speak in parliament about women’s rights.
There was a vast hunt with
a Very Large Telescope:
warm, young planets give off infrared light-
I will allow first guesses as to my scars
during a scan that covered 1,000 times of the full moon;
The composition that stains from excision.
“We observed hundreds of millions,
but we only found one homeless planet
in our neighbourhood.”
Sugar crystals in coffee
50 -120 million years ago
(estimate of age)
Guesses of mass and temperature
short of limit
how I came to be
– the tiny beginnings of the sun, or
planet launched from its home?
Little object ejected from its native system,
Orphaned worlds, drifting
in the emptiness of time and space.
© Alicia Khoo
Ton Sai Beach, Krabi
A tribute to Ayaan Hirsi Ali and all women brave enough to become nomads seeking freedom, truth and compassion.
Poem inspired by:
“‘Rogue planet’ is young wanderer”
BBC Article 2012
15 November 2012 17:21