astronomers
see,
a
planet
that is an island unto itself.
An orphan planetroaming our galactic neighborhood.
A globe of gas,
the size of Jupiter,
untethered to any star,
drifting 100 light years from earth.
A lonely planet in the constellation Dorado.
It has no name.
Call it a substellar object,
a
lonely planet, a
floating planet,
a
planetary mass object.
Call
it the orphan of Dorado.
Last night I saw the movie “Melancholia.” It's a very emotional movie that involves a substellar
object arriving in our solar system.
© 2012 Catherine Giordano
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This picture is an artist's rendition of a planemo. I found it at http://news.nationalgrographic.com |
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