City Solstice

Photo: Creative Commons

Photo: Creative Commons


On this silent night

Venus lifts her veil as she waits on the horizon

Through her crescent smile, she holds her breath


I lower my wool scarf to smell the cold, unfiltered air

I listen to park branches, illumined by reliable moonlight

Light and time slow as the night draws closer to solstice


Still people retire to warm flats

Still nature folds under ice sidewalks

Still night in the city


Though reliable as she may be

Venus suspends herself for a moment

From life forever in revolution


I too wait until the moment

When a revolution ends

And another begins


When ice cracks on a frozen pond

When a jet bellows in the distance

When sirens echo on city streets


Venus lowers her veil

And with a pulse she breathes again on the celestial city horizon

Before blending back into this silent night


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