Star trsils

She presses her going-numb shoulders
into the ground, its clammy mouth
chewing at her warmth. The binocs
chill a circle around her eyes.

An owl across the lake
shouts its solitude
and several crickets join in. The ground reels,
a child learning to walk. Above her,
the stars sing very faintly like telephone wires.

Copyright © 2008, Joanne Merriam

Image Credit: Daita Saru, some rights reserved

Joanne Merriam is a former Royal Astronomical Society of Canada member who now lives in New Hampshire. Her poetry has appeared recently in Strange Horizons, Asimov's and Stand Magazine. You can find her at