Far from the city lights
the night sky feels endless.
Without glimmering towers or
a distant swell of urban radiance
to punctuate the blackness,
it blends seamlessly into the horizon,
no delicate membrane
or shift in texture
to separate the two,
a limitless shadow it seems,
though of course it isn’t so.
For shadows cover halves of things
while the other halves stay bright,
Darkness without a counter light
withers with indifference,
like Yin without Yang.
First published in Soft Cartel June 8, 2018