JUNE 17, 1991--By Jean Calkins--United States

JUNE 17, 1991

I opened a door into the night,

looked upward at the darkened sky

and saw the triad there—

an alignment known as rare—

Mars at the top, extremely shy,

Venus below, then to the right

was Jupiter, so large and bright

it seemed close by

and if I’d try

I might reach up and touch it now

suspended in the warm night air.

The crescent moon

would join them soon.

In my heart, I too, was there,

free as I’d ever be, somehow.

It seemed so right;

I was the night.

       

Jean, at 82, has been writing poems since she was 18. For 25 years she published a popular poetry quarterly of up to 100 pages, with a subscribership of nearly 500. Illness in 1986 ended the magazine. She currently publishes, by email, a 2-page monthly of clean humor. Contact her at joker31277@yahoo.com