I don’t write a lot of science fiction, but I adore the genre as a reader.
I was reading “And Death Shall Have No Dominion” (by Dylan Thomas, 1933, link below), and this poem (“penumbra”) instantly came into my head.
These lines from Thomas really spoke to me, and I offer an homage in my final line…
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
And while my story may be set in outer space, I hope that is not overwhelmed by the thematic need of the narrator to find answers about existence, and the irony of following a message to a dark moon announcing the death of god.
Mostly, I hope it is a challenging and thought-provoking read for you. Those familiar with my work will find some common literary devices, all buried in a rather dark sci-fi romp.
Welcome to my nihilistic mind. Love to hear your thoughts in the Comments section!
The inspiration for this poem came from Dylan Thomas’s gorgeous oratory, “And Death Shall Have No Dominion.” https://poets.org/poem/and-death-shall-have-no-dominion