Bio Note: I am a retired reference librarian. I have moved many times, living in places as distant and diverse as New Jersey and Okinawa. I now live in State College, Pennsylvania, where I write poetry and short fiction in the stimulating environment of a university town.
A cloud of stars brings down the sky Close enough to touch A flock of fireflies weaving Star-nets across the earth The stars will sing while the insects hum A universal song A song of love and a song of hope Of struggle and death — of life The fireflies sleep and the stars dissolve As night begins to fade And when daylight dawns the birds take up The song that has no end.
Sounds are muffled today by this heavy April snow that fell thick and fast, weighing down new-leafed branches, effacing signs of spring, and reducing the landscape to a stark black and white.
©2023 Robina Rader
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