Poetry: “The Progress of Night,” by Amy Fleury April 5, 2007
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The Lizard Queen is really showing me up on National Poetry Month, but I do have a poem or two to contribute.
The poem is below the fold. And for those that have asked: recent events in my professional life have demoralized me, but have not shut off my love for poetry. I’ll keep at it. Thanks for your support; it means more than I can say.
The Progress of Night
In the late elegiac light, insects
chide the frail contraption of the sky,
its faulty system of pulleys and wires.
Piteous stars circuit the stripped gears
of galaxy as crickets keep grinding
out twilight’s tinny, dwindling music.
Again that pale immigrant blunders in
to watch over the progress of night,
to observe the grim magics we practice,
all the oaths we take and make and utter.
What comfort can we offer another
traveler under this same unsteady scaffold?
We’ll find no charm against calamity.
Though the dark architecture of the heart
is buttressed by sternum, girded by ribs,
we build our lives from its very trembling.
I’m here with you, homie.
Of w00tiness: I get to go see Amy do a reading @ KSU next Friday, I think. :-)
Sorry to hear about the “recent events”. For what it’s worth, my prayers are with you.