a kind of music of the spheres…

 

 

Overture

 

I stood awhile in prescient dark,

faint sounds of night

   were near and far,

a rustling song,

a sylvan chord,

a tiny thrum,

and more—

 

a downbeat for the dawn to come,

scant chorus rising,

I whispered hallowed words

   to make a coda,

and waited for the star of day.

 

January 21, 2023

Inspired by “Behind Stowe” (1927) by Elizabeth Bishop (1911-1979)

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