Nocturna, by Samara Golabuk
do keep their secrets,
loving planets draped with rim of breath,
huddling down toward stratosphere--
looking back through blue,
that dimming lens,
to see the filamentous cosmos arching
ever sparks are we
Samara is a Pushcart nominee whose work has appeared or is forthcoming in Eyedrum Periodically, Anti-Heroin Chic, Eunoia Review, Plum Tree Tavern and others. She has two children, works in marketing and design, and has returned to university to complete her BA in Poetry. More at www.samarawords.com.
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