Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Spotter

I have written often about astronauts,
and yet,
there are very few of them in my neighborhood
and none
in my bed or at my breakfast table.

I wonder if the loneliness of the moon
stayed on them and around them
like a gray empty dust,
keeping them from kissing anyone?

I have often wondered, too,
at the way they only endure my tender attention to their visors
with my lavender-scented cloth
and my blush.

Here you are, made of stars, taking my breath away
with just the swirl and fact of you.
Knock knock--
it's me.
There were dogs sent up before me,
and you loved them;
why not love me now?
I have the same easy eyes
and goofy logic.

"She's a space case," they say about me.
"She's way out there!"
but I'm not,
I'm right here,
standing on the bright red X of my heart,
up on the tips of my toes, searching the skies,
trying to flag you down
win you
spin you
guide you in.
__________

10 comments:

hedgewitch said...

Hard to win something that is a million miles away, floating through outer space on a mission,I would think--but if anything could lure it down, it would have to be words like this.As always you write the quintessential love song, with a light and yearning touch. I'm reminded of the Dylan lyric: "There's a long-distance train/pullin' through the rain/tears on the letter I write./There's a woman I long to touch/and I'm missing her so much/but she's drifting/like a satellite..."

Helen said...

... 'I wonder if the loneliness of the moon stayed on them and around them' I wonder too.

Liz Rice-Sosne said...

This is incredibly inventive. I love it.

TexWisGirl said...

such a spin you put on things.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Sigh. I can see you up on the tips of your toes. Poignant and so lovely, this poem.

Buddah Moskowitz said...

Gorgeous writing here. Loved this very much.

grapeling said...

sigh. you pluck longing like daisies as though you have an abundant garden of yearning growing outside your door.

Cloudia said...

a sad wind blew through me from the photo you chose to the end. Nicely done.





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Daryl said...

another of those i will re-read because there's so much to take in

Mama Zen said...

Hedge mentions the light touch, and I have to agree with her. This is perfectly balanced.