Monday, November 9, 2020

Astronauts (from the Greek astro Star and Naut sailor) Star Sailor


From head tipped wishing 

to unplanned ascents to

strolling under, in stern adult

conversation, to shaking knees

with one hand pressed 

flat against a riven trunk.

 

We watch the newest astronauts 

of the trees. Climb up star sailors, 

scratching knees, dirtying hands,

eyes widening as you reach for

the fragile top. Does the world 

look different or joyously, smaller?

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