Friday
stews of gas and glitter
spilling from its pinch
a long-tailed dipper
ladles down the double dark
Orion shoots a maze
straight from the sword
while Seven Sisters traverse
the telltale Friday sky
at the local saloon
full of clatter and glass
a seedy midlife male
hunts a weekend girl
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19 comments:
Oh my, Susan, a perfect blend of night sky constellations to reality.
Pamela
Wow, I love this.
Striking. It feels like the start of a film.
From the cosmic to the mundane...beautifully done. Vb
Oh yes! Is it in the stars tonight. One of my top reads of the night. And thanks for stopping by.
Henry Clemmons
Loved the juxtaposition of the starry endless sky and the local pub and ordinary people.
Elizabeth
Well, I think you covered it all there. Excellent.
I love this, especially that first stanza, and L3 & L4 in particular.
You paint a wonderful picture.
I love the contrast here...
Wonderfully complex poem here. From the cosmos to a scene of real life!
Love that last stanza - and the connection with Orion, the hunter, in the previous stanza.
Richard
This is fantastic. Bravo!
Beautiful. From the heavens to the earth. We are connected, even to the seedy side. :)
This is a great poem, Susan. I couldn't help but shiver a little at the ending - and then on second read-through, I laughed. Very nice contrast. I suppose "its all in there."
I have never imagined such wonderful descriptions of constellations! This is fantastic. Also, kind of unrelated-it reminds me of a RUSH song (that mentions the Seven Sister-who happen to be morning their loss-anyway...). I wish you would have posted your older version.
Hope the weekend girl rejects him!!
Love how you fitted the images together.
www.thequietone.net
We are moved by the stars. Nice one.
Dang! I love your music. Gas & glass as slant & sass. Gorgeous.
this really caught me! i gave you one of my weekly goddess awards which you can collect at my place anytime!
happy blogging!
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