The airless days of March
produce the clearest nights.
I know a girl who traced a map
going from Hamal to Pollux,
so her favorite boy on Earth could
always find his way back to her heart.
Tonight
somewhere,
a star is missing
no one will notice.
It's impossible to tell
when it was last spotted.
All this light in the city,
a man can easily lose the sky.
Oh. Made me think of that lost flight. Made me think he joined her. Gave me so many thoughts--but fire (Aries) swallows so much air (Gemini), heats it in fact, so that an airless month could stifle a star.
ReplyDeleteOh gosh, Gemini girl... stay away from those Aries men.. they are too irresistible but no good for us in the long run..... run....
ReplyDeleteI love the progression through this poem from the opening lines to the final couplet, which delivers a real imaginative kick.
I too love how this piece unfolds--beautiful ending!
ReplyDeleteI love the way you write, Kenia.
ReplyDeletebrilliant as a starry night...
ReplyDeleteSorry I've been a bit absent of late, hope to catch up this weekend. Thanks for re-blogging my little pome. :) ~