Interplanetary
Send me a telegram from Mars
when you arrive.
I will leave a light on, but I can’t
tell you where I’ll be.
[LSS, 4/20/21]
Here on Earth
We’re lost in a tangle
of deer trails and owl scat
while coyotes and tree frogs
argue about what time
to set the alarm.
A bit of rain begins to fall,
and suddenly the night
is upon us, a secret cinema
entertaining us until dawn.
[LSS, 4/20/21]
Anything
I have felt that way about the sky
on a dry summer day in Kansas,
as though the trees were about
to lift away, to drift away
forever unless I thought
something, said something,
did something to give them
weight and purpose.
[LSS, 4/20/21]
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