Stars fade and sleep calls
after a night rich
with callers from other worlds
but one task remains.
We could close the dome,
fire up the lamps,
and stare at the wall.
But why end the night on such a
sterile note?
Instead, let's turn off the drive
and luxuriate
as the dawn performs works
of modern art for our use:
Jasper Johns or Mike Rothko
or Brice Marden.
The sky will give us
a proper send-off until
next we work together.
(Image: The Dylan Painting, Brice Marden. San Francisco Museum of Modern Art)
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This is the last poem of NaPoWriMo 2014 for me. Thank you all! Now back to irregularly non-scheduled music until next year (unless I feel like writing something before then)...
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