Poem Of The Month: April 2015

TRICK OF THE LIGHT

You are looking at a lie I wanted to say. Puncturing this dark are

numberless stars that died oh how many million years ago and

yet here they are, diamonds in the river, lights in lovers eyes,

levers freeing a thousand poets’ lines.

Those bold bright dot-to-dot trillion megawatt pinprick beams

of Pleiades, The Plough and Sagittarius always steal the show,

but come with me. To some place so remote where no unnatural

light clouds the night. Maybe the Atacama, no neons there.

Then once your eyes adjust to the true reality of dark, a zillion

stars, a thousand constellations, nebulas, the Milky Way will

dazzle you into silence. So much light travelling from places that

had gone before we were.