Quintile

A copper token forges a place
in the unlit sky.

I can see the contours of another life
playing out in dim silhouette.

Bodies and foliage in swirling arabesque
sculpt a new astronomy.

A chimney’s blue smoke obscures
the possibility of hybrid mosaics.

As our car nears the train station
you ask me why we name

the patterns in stars
and not the emptiness of shapes between.

 

 

About the Poet:  Richard King Perkins II is a state-sponsored advocate for residents in long-term care facilities. He lives in Crystal Lake, IL, USA with his wife, Vickie and daughter, Sage. He is a three-time Pushcart, Best of the Net and Best of the Web nominee whose work has appeared in more than a thousand publications.

 

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