Dogs 2010

6:30 SKY
(11/3/10)


we live
in a city
so a morning
skyward survey
is not so much imbued
with the intended
celestial umbrella
as much
as it is
with terrestrial
urban glare
washing out
what might otherwise
be spectacular

however
on my drive
to work
I usually stop
at one intersection
on a moderate rise
that affords
a limited view
of the horizon
fairly free
of buildings
billboards
and power
lines

today
clear skies
show me
a waning crescent
moon
so bright
that I can
also make out
phantom features
on the darkened
portion
of the disc

a little
to the north
shines Saturn
steady and sure
the giant planet
dwarfed in distant
perspective
by our tiny
satellite

then below
almost touching
the curving
ground
Venus rising
like some small sun
glistening through
the brightening
border
of a new day

such visions
take me away
from the everyday
and turn around
the telescope
of my limited
imagination
to see
a very small
person
on a very
small
piece
of rock

but
instead
of reeling
in insignificance
I feel a part
of something
infinite in scope
and possibility
that renews
my energy
and hope

the traffic
signal
points me green
and I head west
to leave my
astronomical
revelation
behind

some miserable
piece of shit
pulls out
in front of me
from a side
street

my universe
collapses
so soon
to emptiness