Field Guide To The Night Sky Poem by Jennifer Chang

Field Guide To The Night Sky



No one witnesses
the history of light.
The sky litters itself
with dust and I'm unsettled
by the steadfast burn
of thinking.
The night sky reaches
inside me,
I am sleepless
waiting for each star
to cross
into its corner, flower
then dim.
I do not believe
in paradise:
to flower, then dim.

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Jennifer Chang

Jennifer Chang

New Jersey / United States
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