Saturday Poem: You'd think the wonders of this world would be enough:


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teeth with lanterns in the deep,

watercolors in the sky,

and duckbilled platypuses...

You'd think the wonders of this world

would be enough.

But if I let my eyes drift up

 

into a sharp black sky,

the wonders multiply:

each star's another sun,

each hazy patch, a million more,

and marching ever fainter on

to realms of space and time

beyond the edge of reason:

trillions upon trillions more. And spinning

 

round those roiling spitting furnaces:

lands and lives and monstrous creatures

slithering, splashing and sliming

on purple worlds with orange skies.

 

Those tiny lights, those pale white gems

upon a black and satin evening gown,

just sparkles in the night. But what

must waken at their dawnings?

 

So in the darkness, here I stand,

still two years old, still gazing up,

Christmastime and the shelves overflow

but my arms are so very short.

Randy Minnich

Randy Minnich, a retired chemist, lives in McCandless. He is a member of the Squirrel Hill Poetry Workshop and the Pittsburgh Poetry Society. His work has appeared in Main Street Rag, Pearl, U.S. 1 Worksheets and his collection “Pavlov’s Cats.”


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