Poetry Friday
After a little hiatus, Poetry Friday is back--just in time--or rather, half a month late--for National Poetry Month. I like W.G. Sebald and stars so this one seemed appropriate. The Sky at Night A belated excursion to the stone collection of our feelings Little left here worth showing alas Is there from an anthropological perspective a need for love Or merely for yearnings easy to disappoint Which stars go down as white dwarfs What relation does a heavy heart bear to the art of comedy Does the hunter Orion have answers to such questions Or are they too closely guarded by the Dog Star