The Shapes of Constellations

Poetry In A New Paradigm

This and Other Realities:

The Shapes of Constellations

It’s late at night.

Through curtains drawn,

I view a magic sight

when clouds move swiftly by-

pale horses and a carriage

driven driverless by a force

unseen yet known to me…

There, where clouds are gone,

I see the wonder of Starlights

or… are they now Satellites-

a different kind of wonder…

What am I seeing here?!

The shapes of Constellations

appear to be redrawn!!

November 1, 2021

Shelley Wilson

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