Stars Are Out Tonight
Stars are out tonight--
more accurately
I am out tonight
to greet them, the
cozier side of me,
my evening thoughts
far more at ease
in dimmer light--
the pavement of my
steps less rowdy
for the clutter abating
with heels of high
and soles of tap
relaxing to slippers;
(the daily pace diminished
but not somber—as those
needed rests of a theater score;
I evacuate--having
survived a jittery line
with nervous anticipation--)
To say they are eyes
and not the eyes of others,
seeing not the worlds
and their journeys
is to forget the past
and deny the future
where we may all
yet greet, some unimaginable
place…
one could never count them
all, you know—for one thing,
they never stay in any place
long enough:
like people we love
treasured ones
becoming wrinkled
and feeble
like evolution--
in fact, to try
and hold on to any precious
moment or period
in time, is like trying to
guess a woman’s age
before the shades are drawn
when honesty begins….
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