The Noisy Water Review

Ethnocentric

Katherine Haveman

Sun aloft in sky,

yellow amid canvas painted blue

so blindingly bright you would think

it the greatest light.

But there are those that only illuminate

at night like holes punched

in a canvas painted black.

 

Beneath the coldest skies

and the brightest lights

galaxies make their home

in darkest nights.

 

Whole constellations

balance on a thumb, heroic

stories, scenes from play.

But in a place where time

and space bend

more than a million miles

away, each star its own sun.

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