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Phoebe - poem for the moon of Saturn

Phoebe

What wounded bird had sought swift flight
and fled cold orbits of the centaurs?
What freedom lost to Saturn's heat,
the cage the Titans wove around her?
How did she fly the wrong way in,
and captured, flies on dark-scarred wings?
Why can't she find a way to flee
the tidal rhythms of the rings?

© Kåre Enga 2007 [164.271] 2007-10-05

På svenska i wikipedia: Phoebe [måne] (ungefärligt uttal: fee-bee, grekiska: Φοίβη), även känd som Saturn XIX, är en av Saturnus yttersta månar, den största i en familj av små, oregelbundna, mörka objekt. Det är högst troligt att Phoebe inte formades i bana kring Saturnus utan blev infångad i dess gravitationsbrunn senare. Phoebe är rund till formen och roterar runt sin egen axel på cirka 9 timmar. Phoebe snurrar jämfört med de innersta månarna åt motsatt håll.

Simple wiki article:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phoebe_%28moon%29

More detail!:
http://www.solarviews.com/eng/phoebe.htm

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