Flying at Night by Ted Kooser
Flying at Night
Ted KooserAbove us, stars. Beneath us, constellations.
Five billion miles away, a galaxy dies
like a snowflake falling on water. Below us,
some farmer, feeling the chill of that distant death,
snaps on his yard light, drawing his sheds and barn
back into the little system of his care.
All night, the cities, like shimmering novas,
tug with bright streets at lonely lights like
his.
MARGINALIA
A short read for a busy day; wishing I can fly fly fly far away from here.
ABOUT TED KOOSER
Ted Kooser was born in Ames, Iowa, on April 25, 1939. Kooser is the author of thirteen collections of poetry, including Raft (Copper Canyon Press, 2024); Kindest Regards: New and Selected Poems (Copper Canyon Press, 2018); Splitting an Order (Copper Canyon Press, 2014); Delights & Shadows (Copper Canyon Press, 2004), which won the Pulitzer Prize in 2005; Winter Morning Walks: One Hundred Postcards to Jim Harrison (Carnegie Mellon University Press, 2000), which won the… (more)
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