How to Advertise Titan

No need to mislead; no need to imply
that Saturn’s rings nobly straddle our sky.

No need to gloss over the cold dark days,
every view shrouded in dull orange haze.

No need to promote the pristine terrain
as if all our lakes weren’t frigid methane.

No need to highlight low radiation,
or hide the cost of a short vacation.

Sufficient to know that here we can fly,
riding the heights of the dim orange sky.

For gravity’s grasp’s too slight to prevent
our flight through thick air, our golden ascent.

Nothing else matters besides our wings;
soaring in glory, like eagles, like kings.

—Mary Soon Lee