I stand at the trajectory of loss,
sunset glare in my eyes.
As evening deepens,
fireflies rise from the lawn
to the treetops, floating
higher and higher
as if they were stars.
Photo by Allison Oliphant on Unsplash
I stand at the trajectory of loss,
sunset glare in my eyes.
As evening deepens,
fireflies rise from the lawn
to the treetops, floating
higher and higher
as if they were stars.
Photo by Allison Oliphant on Unsplash
Anne Whitehouse’s most recent poetry collection is Outside From the Inside (Dos Madres Press, 2020), and her most recent chapbook is Escaping Lee Miller (Ethel Zine and Micro Press, 2021).
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