Poem Spam - National Poetry Month, Day 14.

[aquabean]

The Light Above Cities
by Jay Leeming

Sitting in darkness,
I see how the light of the city
fills the clouds, rosewater light
poured into the sky
like the single body we are. It is the sum
of a million lives; a man drinking beer
beneath a light bulb, a dancer spinning
in a fluorescent room, a girl reading a book
beneath a lamp.

Yet there are others—astronomers,
thieves, lovers—whose work is only done
in darkness. Sometimes
I don't want to show these poems
to anyone, sometimes
I want to remain hidden, deep in the coals
with the one who pulls the stars
through a telescope's glass, the one who listens
for the click of the lock, the one
who kisses softly a woman's eyes.

Comments

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Oh, wow. That's excellent.

[runefallstar.livejournal.com]

*smiles* Sometimes my random poem spam email I get just does things right.