There once were stars, held high within that black
expansive tapestry of nightly shade–
like compass points they guided her through bleak
uncertainty, and fearfulness allayed.
She found in them the ancient heroes viewed
adventuring, great beasts and men adorned
resplendently. Their noble traits imbued
her thoughts and gave her strength when she still mourned.
Eclipsed in adolescence, she had seen
the starlight, glowing, crystalline, spun lace
of spider’s thread, and striving to stay sane
reclaimed those aspects blindness can’t efface.
Illumined is her memory. There once
were stars, and for her there is recompense.
5 thoughts on “Aspects of Starlight”
Dearest Joan, This post you just just sent is stunningly beautiful! You are so talented! Thank you for sharing this, and more importantly, for being my friend.
Love you! Sherry
You are so welcome, thanks for reading. Love you, Sherry!
the enjambment in this poem carries the thought along so well – keeps it moving and growing in meaning. Love the imagery of the night sky and the points of starlight that became the heroes of myth. This poem brings the reader’s attention to the expanse of the heavens. Eloquent.
Thank you so much, Linda!
Linda, I truly appreciate your comments!