Tonight, under full moon – the worm moon –
I watch fireworks over Lake Crescent, ascend
in silence save for the hiss of speed that lifts them
high into a cloudless sky painted black clay
sky rockets, mortars, and aerial shells,
blast and report to scare away
the evil spirits among us
powdery stars of the same elements we are,
calcium, sodium, potassium,
cesium, antimony – to name a few –
burn to glow orange, gold, violet,
white, silver, and indigo – among many
tracing the heavens in
peonies, horsetails,
kamuros and willows
accents of apostrophes
of titanium blue sparks
at the end leave tendrils of smoke
filigree under worm moonlight
at human scale so high
so distant from the edge
I feel the curve of the earth,
actually I see it – can sense that
we’re falling
But I really wanted to tell you about
how big and small I feel
both at one time
celebratory
here under the light
of our neighbor courtesy
of our sun
tucked away in this corner
of creation, constrained
to this perimeter I can fathom
a place I call home
Chagall 2018
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