In China they call the Milky Way
the silver river, and tonight
at the top of the drive I launch
my starry canoe into swirl of it.
I notice I forgot a map. I notice
there’s more song out here
than I thought there’d be.
No edge in sight.
Please, you come, too?
I’m always in for a starry adventure
Fabulous answer!
From: “comment-reply@wordpress.com” Reply-To: Date: Saturday, August 19, 2017 at 5:45 AM To: Rosemerry Trommer Subject: [A Hundred Falling Veils] Comment: “While Taking the Trash Out, She Disappeared”