Wednesday, February 1, 2017

After a Brilliant Afternoon (Day 13)

Photo: Hannah Six



After a Brilliant Afternoon
By Hannah Six

After a brilliant afternoon,
the shortest night 
would, of course, 
seem longer, darker, 

riddled with frightening 
dreams—carnivals of scarlet,  
gilt, and mirror, chaotic
two-dimensional 
renderings of  dissonance, 
frenzied 

energy, whose pace 
would burst 
the Herculean heart
of slanting Secretariat—
yet even he has fallen.

Dawn will break 
again, a fine cobalt—
soon bright, burning— 
line on the horizon, 
beyond the sycamores
and soaring 
pines. 

Patience, then, and, in 
the mean– 
[the trickling
in-between 
time],
rest, look 
up and count 
the boundless, shimmering stars.

(c) 2017, by Hannah Six