March 2023
Robina Rader
robrad21@gmail.com
robrad21@gmail.com
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.
The Song
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.
Spring Snow
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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