The Word for Darkness is Light
I went out tonight
under the lantern hung stars
took a bucket to collect
the light poured
from their quantum hearts
and drank until
I was tipsy, bewitched
by their hymns,
greedy for more,
of their secrets
which I promised
to keep.
But how can I
not tell
all who will listen
the news:
From here I can see
the dark between
the stars
and it contains
more stars.
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The Companionship of Stars
These are the first
clear skies in ninety days.
The stars are impatient
children tugging
at my sleeve.
I tell them
they each
are my favorite
but I must choose
one to let into
the close home
of my scope.
The longer
I stay out
among them,
on the frost
breath of this
late winter night,
the brighter
each seems to shine.
They must know
about waiting well—
each hung like
an old lantern
in the shed waiting
to be lit by me
looking at it.
*
The Universe and I are Made from Shattered Space and Time
They say that space-time has
more than once, fractured
like a pane of glass,
like a block of ice run through
with cracks, like a wave
come undone on the shore,
and that at each epoch, the universe
has reformed from what remains.
And so the same for me, that I know
of my dying just by tracing my finger
along the seams of my space-time life,
like the line from my first kiss to the last,
from my firstborn child and my last grand,
all the moments I’ve cried so hard that
I shake the world like a temblor,
the hours I lay on my side, you and I
fitting like two spoons, me
saying as I have ten thousand times,
I like lying with you, and of course,
the nights like now that we’re apart.
Each is a small dying, a gift
of being alive, and here’s
the epiphany:
the end will come
when all my fault lines merge
back at their epicenter, when this
grim and shimmering world
is shattered and
out of its fragments,
the next one is formed.
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Dick Westheimer has—with his wife and writing companion Debbie—lived in rural southwest Ohio for over 40 years. He is a Rattle poetry prize finalist. His most recent poems have appeared or are upcoming in Whale Road Review, Minyan, Gyroscope Review, The Patterson Review, Rattle, The Banyan Review, Ritual Well, and Cutthroat. His recent chapbook, A Sword in Both Hands, Poems Responding to Russia’s War on Ukraine, is published by Sheila Na Gig Books.
One of my favorite poets that I have only met through words. Three lovely and open hearted poems.
love these three poems, how they bring the cosmos as well as the poet into focus
OOO! Trembling in affirmation!
Three beautiful poems. The Word for Darkness is Light is stunning. Mystical.