Tiny Fires
A Month of Poetry (Souls)
Above us
on a clear night
if you shield
your eyes
and shift
just a bit
the stars
look just like
tiny fires.
They aren’t.
They’re pieces
of souls
forming above us
pulling cosmic
crevices and
large distant matter
into a material
form we may yet
recognize. One day
if
we’re lucky.
Happy Halloween, my loves.
It’s October and that means that KG is kicking off a month of poetry today. As my good friend Amy Lee said “Remember, the whole point of Poe-tober is not to churn out verse but to immerse ourselves in poetry. What a beautiful endeavor…”
I couldn’t agree more.
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Thank you to Growl Publication for hosting this party. Thank you for reading!
