Nashville and Andromeda

Nashville and Andromeda
by Michael R. Burch

 
I have come to sit and think in the darkness once again.
It is three a.m.; outside, the world sleeps . . .
 

How nakedly now and unadorned
the surrounding hills
expose themselves
to the lithographies of the detached moonlight―
breasts daubed by the lanterns
of the ornamental barns,
firs ruffled like silks
casually discarded . . .
 

They lounge now―
indolent, languid, spread-eagled―
their wantonness a thing to admire,
like a lover’s ease idly tracing flesh . . .
 

They do not know haste,
lust, virtue, or any of the sanctimonious ecstasies of men,
yet they please
if only in the solemn meditations of their loveliness
by the erect pen . . .
 

Perhaps there upon the surrounding hills,
another forsakes sleep
for the hour of introspection,
gabled in loneliness,
swathed in the pale light of Andromeda . . .
 

Seeing.
Yes, seeing,
but always ultimately unknowing
anything of the affairs of men.
 

Published by The Aurorean and The Centrifugal Eye. Keywords: Nashville, Andromeda, universe, cosmos, meditation, introspection, loneliness, alienation, pen, writing, night, darkness, sleep, moonlight, love, lover, affair, affairs, haste, lust, virtue, ecstasy, knowing, unknowing, aware, unaware, oblivious

Reviews

[olla]

this is very good.. I've worked both swing shifts and night shifts and I know that hour you describe.. and I think the answer to your quest is yes.. there is not only another but many who forsake sleep for that moment of solitude.. I have even shared it a time or two..

[Michael R. Burch]

I'm a night owl and usually up at 3am, working on my writing. I'm glad you liked the poem and thanks so much for taking the time to read and comment!

[olla]

you're welcome.. I did enjoy it very much..

[Michael R. Burch]

Thanks again!