DID YOU KNOW
That he worked here, at the ESA? Justo asks andI say yes, because even ifThose sun-soaked buildings under Spanish skiesI remember the photos of newly-built rocketsAll those strange machines igniting andThe time we gathered around a too-small screenTo watch the parachute land in a desert that was not oursNo Sahara or Egyptian plane, no dunes or sands whose grains we knewBut the jasper mist of Titan – and my father told usHe did that
