moonbeams and fireflies: new poems
Thursday, July 25, 2013
astronomer
shikasta sat at lawn's edge
talking about the stars clustered above
to the cricket in a wood cage;
there was sagittarius with its hungry hole,
whose concept worried her
just a little.
the cricket whirred and whirred
until it died
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