Miranda

This is a poem about Uranus's moon 'Miranda'. Miranda is often theorised to have been split apart and pulled herself back together with nothing but gravity, and I liked the rawness of that.

Clinging to Herself

a self-fulfilling self-attached lifeline

maintaining structure

through sheer force of will

broken and unmade

torn asunder

hanged drawn and quartered

by something unknown

something waiting in the endless

darkness of the silent void

the reassembly

takes all the strength She

has left to give but

She gives it

She must give it

in the hope of tomorrow’s dawn

clawing Her way back

along gravity’s intangible rope

and the survival

holds no accolades

except for the scar

Verona Rupes

and the knowledge that

She is immortal

there is no greater prize

the stars sing it silently

elegy and fanfare

neither and both

all my love She answers

there is not much to give

but every drop is yours

and She keeps on clinging.

Buddy Ray Deering is a Writer, Actor and General Nuisance from London. They are currently studying at Bangor University, where they have been writing a great deal more than they have been studying — don't tell their lecturers. In their free time, they enjoy watching pretentious old films.