That pictured all the planets’ retrogrades
Their looping as only seen from earth
Two steps forward and one step back
A kind of pirouette or twirl
A wheeling back to strike
And wondered if we lived on Mars
We’d see the earth at times
Double back upon its path
Like someone falling back to sleep
To recapture some dream
Some wonderful dream
That has meanwhile moved on
Nowhere to be found
But in the future
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