I wrote this poem about the Voyager 1 exhibit at Seed Space, an installation art gallery in Nashville. It was 1977. We needed a dream to rise up and stoke “our capacity for wonder,” as Fitzgerald would say. Elvis was… Read More ›
I wrote this poem about the Voyager 1 exhibit at Seed Space, an installation art gallery in Nashville. It was 1977. We needed a dream to rise up and stoke “our capacity for wonder,” as Fitzgerald would say. Elvis was… Read More ›
