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From an Astronaut's Spouse
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I could have sought by wit or wile...
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written by Pat Collins to her husband, Mike, prior to his launch toward the moon on Apollo 11, from Carrying the Fire
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The Woman from the Krasny Perekop Textile Mill
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traditionalists always fear women who fly...
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Keith Gottschalk
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Playing with Fire
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Remember silos of sentinels?...
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Keith Gottschalk
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The Navigators
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Give the museum your hourglass...
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Keith Gottschalk
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Suiting Up
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My name is James McDivitt...
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Mark Wade
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We Chose Death
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The moon above...
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Mark Wade
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The Ballad of Dan McCann
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Rockets shake the earth, the needle rises...
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Mark Wade
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Zero-G and I'm Feeling Fine
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Floating and floating...
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Mark Wade
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Pearl and Rogue Go For a Ride
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Dec 21st 1960 A clear night illuminated by the moon....
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Pat Borthwick
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When I was a kid,
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When I was a kid, we had 9 planets...
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Larry Klaes
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If the Sun Dies
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...my father replies that we are made to live here....
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Ray Bradbury, as recounted by Oriana Fallaci in If the Sun Dies
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The Titanium Monument
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On a sun-singed steppe, Sergei stood, said -...
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Keith Gottschalk
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As The Sun Sets
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as the sun sets, the mourners, hoarse,...
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Keith Gottschalk
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The Celestial Empire
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the Great Ocean, two shores, two realms...
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Keith Gottschalk
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"Beginning of A Beginning"
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Syr Dar'ya, ancient river that flows down to the Aral river that flows up to the sky....
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Keith Gottschalk
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Sergei Korolov House, Moscow
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in the garden of the spacecraft designer, nightingales fly to his trees....
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Keith Gottschalk
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Shuttle
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these are the laws of physics, immutable as those of Medes & Persians:...
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Keith Gottschalk
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First Light
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At the mountain's top, I reach up,...
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Keith Gottschalk
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Joy of Flying
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Turbines roar, their rush surges through us...
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Keith Gottschalk
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Now To Begin
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here, no angels sing, nor winged cherubim, nor seraphim that hover over a god's throne...
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Keith Gottschalk
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Fast Track
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the visionary with a slide-rule named you: Silbervogel...
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Keith Gottschalk
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High Flight
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Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth...
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John Gillespie Magee, Jr
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The Stars My Destination
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Gully Foyle is my name...
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paraphrase of Alfred Bester, from Tyger, Tyger, 1956
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