lost & found in flyover country

mostly poems. published weekly.

Venus in Transit


The newest of new moons was a mere
suggestion in the dark when you stepped
out last night to see the bright orb of Venus,
cosmic streetlamp, her fellow planets
all sharing the arc of the sky in scattered
alignment and here you thought everything
had fallen apart everywhere when as usual
you had simply forgotten for too long
to look up.

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