Poem Found in the Pages of Roget’s Thesaurus between Celestial and Cerulean
~postmark unknown
Last night
I saw for the first time in a while
blossoms of white against
the wide ebony sky—
reminding me of the lengths
and light years,
the infinite latitude of all
this space. And yet
driving into this elongation
with you
the company of music
and memory,
I felt everything condense,
wrapping both of us
in something beyond time
beyond darkness
beyond blue.
Amy Nawrocki 