The Stars

We share the same mind
and timid sorrows
the same lights and breezes,
the same nights in which no one
looked up to notice the stars
turning in the distant past.
We go in and sit in lamplight,
call on love and other incantations
to keep us here
and anchored to the earth.


J. Kyle Kimberlin

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2 thoughts on “The Stars

  1. Intriguing. I keep going back to “timid sorrows,” “other incantations,” and “anchored.” Yes, yes, and yes..

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