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Night Circus



My daughter paints dark heavens

on the ceiling of her room.

At night she weaves astronomy

the way I plait her hair,

strand around strand.

Beneath a crescent moon

on the shadowed lawn

she charts her starry dreams:

 

The seven sisters of Pleiades

are seven plumed horses, 

Orion, a white elephant

she rides in the ring.

Scorpio is the ringmaster’s

many tailed whip,

Gemini acrobats

spin in deep space.


Night blooms the pale petals

of her fingers;

set deep in grass they

unfold,  five stars each

under a dark sky.

 

 

Category: My articles | Added by: Kristin (09.20.2011)
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