and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
– E.E. Cummings
..
If the stars aren’t speaking
to each other again, there’s
a good chance it’s my fault.
I’ve tucked your heart
(carried in mine)
too deep into this ebony sheath,
perhaps too far
for light to reach.
Or maybe
the hieroglyphics of con
-stellations just escape us
………………………all.
.
Prompted by Poetic Asides.
Beautiful.
Or maybe the stars are up to shenanigans – conning us!
Oooo! AK, please write me a poem entitled “star shenanigans.” 🙂