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My Puppy
On a puppy's sleepy
spotted tummy
the sun connects her dots.
Her back legs tricycle.
Her pink snout-
of-a-velvet church
beads with milk;
a muffle; an eye
swims under its lid
as her brother's tongue
takes her ear up
like a flower petal.
By Stephen Lindow
Constellations
My favorite color is navy blue,
the color of a childhood book about stars.
My father read it to me on the couch,
took me outside and showed me
the Big Dipper, and the Little Dipper,
and how to find the North Star.
All of this was right in front of our house.
We looked up into the sky until it looked back.
The book said we spin without realizing it.
It told where we are in the Milky Way
but my father and I don't know how we got here.
Neither of us mentions it.
We do not know how to do the math
on astronomical odds as big as that.
By Loueva Smith
Snow Vision
Lovely tree,
Yesterday
wild winds of winter combed
your black and twining hair.
When dawn blinked
You emerged
softly capped in ermine,
star-kissed with diamonds.
Wind's sharp breath caught in his throat
and sun, stricken sun,
can't turn his eye from you.
By Rita Reed
CONTENT CONTINUES BELOW AD
Twilight
Soft comes the hush of eventide
And songbirds hide
In limbs of budded trees
To bid farewell to setting sun
With lullabies they've sung
Each night for centuries.
A lark is winging swiftly home -
Black dot alone -
Beneath auroral clouds.
All nature makes a homeward rush
As twilight's rosy blush
The eyes of night arouse.
By Margaret Yacavace
On a puppy's sleepy
spotted tummy
the sun connects her dots.
Her back legs tricycle.
Her pink snout-
of-a-velvet church
beads with milk;
a muffle; an eye
swims under its lid
as her brother's tongue
takes her ear up
like a flower petal.
By Stephen Lindow
Constellations
My favorite color is navy blue,
the color of a childhood book about stars.
My father read it to me on the couch,
took me outside and showed me
the Big Dipper, and the Little Dipper,
and how to find the North Star.
All of this was right in front of our house.
We looked up into the sky until it looked back.
The book said we spin without realizing it.
It told where we are in the Milky Way
but my father and I don't know how we got here.
Neither of us mentions it.
We do not know how to do the math
on astronomical odds as big as that.
By Loueva Smith
Snow Vision
Lovely tree,
Yesterday
wild winds of winter combed
your black and twining hair.
When dawn blinked
You emerged
softly capped in ermine,
star-kissed with diamonds.
Wind's sharp breath caught in his throat
and sun, stricken sun,
can't turn his eye from you.
By Rita Reed
CONTENT CONTINUES BELOW AD
Twilight
Soft comes the hush of eventide
And songbirds hide
In limbs of budded trees
To bid farewell to setting sun
With lullabies they've sung
Each night for centuries.
A lark is winging swiftly home -
Black dot alone -
Beneath auroral clouds.
All nature makes a homeward rush
As twilight's rosy blush
The eyes of night arouse.
By Margaret Yacavace
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