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