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Because we love the stars ...
Travelers
Because we love the stars
We walk out late to gaze at them.
Because we love the night
We put it on and will not come away.
The stars, the night,
Are all the substance of our thought.
No suffering cries out,
No death comes near,
As time continues on its way,
Remote beneath stars,
Inside the open night.
—Robert McDowell
From Sweet Wolf, Homestead Lighthouse Press, Copyright © 2021. Used by permission of the publisher. Photo by Adrian Pelletier, Creative Commons, via Unsplash.
-Because we love the night
We put it on and will not come away. -
This is lovely and I experienced tonight. wrapped in wool watching drifting clouds over waxing gibbous moon. Such a shared feeling in this poem. Thank you.
Beautiful poem. Thank you.