Monday, March 19, 2012

Pale Flowers : A Photo shoot


Pa pointed out to me, for the hundredth time tonight

The way the ladle leads to a dirt-red bullet of light

Squint skyward and listen
Loving him, we move within his borders
Just asterisms in the stars' set order

We could stand here for a century
Staring with our heads cocked
In the broad daylight at this thing
Joy
Landlocked
In bodies that don't keep
Dumbstruck with the sweetness of being



The meteorite is the source of the light
And the meteor's just what we see
And the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid of the fire that propelled it to thee


And the meteorite's just what causes the light
And the meteor's how it's perceived
And the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in offering to thee.


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HAPPY LAST DAY OF WINTER! 
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