A tale of the Rover "Curiosity" on Mars. |
Now that Curiosity on Mars has landed safe and sound, it does the things that rovers do--it now begins to move around. As far as anybody knows, he is the only game in town; deposited by rocket crane and happy when his wheels touched down. His scientific instruments are state-of-art and in the pink; he is somewhat intelligent--in basic ways he has to think. Because if he drove to a cliff, he’d have to know that danger loomed; it’s much too far away to ask--without his insight he’d be doomed. So Curiosity now drives across the ancient face of Mars; by day he samples atmosphere, by night he sleeps beneath the stars. Gale Crater was his starting place but now that site is left behind; because of curiosity, his motto is, “I come to find.” Upon the top of crater lip he seeks to see what Mars reveals; within the give of Martian clay he motors on his six wide wheels. Then as he checks his RTG* in circuits surging furious, he spots disturbance in the sand, and he says, “This is curious.” He sees the pockmarks lead away in Martian sand and Martian stone; he draws upon computer banks yet signature comes back, “Unknown.” His curiosity now piqued, he follows them up on a rise; for he is Curiosity--this place is Mars and he has eyes. High up upon a Martian ridge, metallic glowing and bright green, she hovers right above the ground, quite alien yet still serene. Her rounded shape inspires him to send out microwaves full blast; for he is poised to be direct and as for contact, to act fast. At first she turns and blinks a light, acknowledging she is aware; but in a flash she then takes off and shines like Venus in midair. Then Curiosity looks up and radios a plaintive plea; “I’m here from Earth to look around--are you as curious as me?” The shapely probe decreases glow and then begins a slow descent; attentive Curiosity begins to feel much more content. He slicks his one antennae probe and straightens up his main high-gain; this interest on the planet Mars is very far from the mundane. She hovers down in front of him emitting a receptive blip; Curiosity wheels forward, intent to know if she is hip. Face to face both probe and rover, beneath a Martian sky this day, have differences in memory, but nonetheless they find a way. The structures of Cydonia, great channels where the water flowed; Olympus Mons, the Golden Plain--so much to learn and to decode. Now Curiosity and she proceed as learners so inclined; they share a motto as they search: “This is the day that we will find.” 40 Lines *RTG ...Radioisotope Thermoelectric Generator Cydonia is a region on the planet Mars, and has attracted both scientific and popular interest. The "Face on Mars" is there. Olympus Mons (Latin for Mount Olympus) is a large shield volcano on the planet Mars Golden Plain (Greek, "Chryse Planitia") is a smooth circular plain in the northern equatorial region of Mars close to the Tharsis region. |