{"id":2567,"date":"2019-12-08T07:02:39","date_gmt":"2019-12-08T11:02:39","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lineriderpress.com\/headlinepoetry\/?p=2567"},"modified":"2019-12-15T22:26:25","modified_gmt":"2019-12-16T02:26:25","slug":"perihelion","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lineriderpress.com\/headlinepoetry\/2019\/12\/08\/perihelion\/","title":{"rendered":"Perihelion"},"content":{"rendered":"

Maybe it\u2019s too much to ask.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/h5>\n

I\u2019d like my grandchildren to see the dying of a silver star.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

I doubt they\u2019ll be very big by then. Their eyes wide<\/span><\/p>\n

Against the black barrenness of the north,<\/span><\/p>\n

Their mouths red like candies, hanging open,<\/span><\/p>\n

Ready to drink in the sky. They won\u2019t remember it.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/h5>\n

That will be a moment in their lives that\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

I will steal from them. Such is the privilege<\/span><\/p>\n

Of the very old, our memory-makers slowing down,<\/span><\/p>\n

Over the very young. I won\u2019t tell them.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

When they bury me, they won\u2019t realize<\/span><\/p>\n

I\u2019m selfishly holding onto something of theirs,<\/span><\/p>\n

Bearing it down with me into the ether.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/h5>\n

My generation were the light-benders, people like water.<\/span><\/p>\n

We lit up the ground we stepped on,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

And darkened the skies. For this,<\/span><\/p>\n

Our grandchildren will fight with stick and stone<\/span><\/p>\n

For what is leftover. But I can show them this.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

This one last flash of light,<\/span><\/p>\n

The sky, the last frontier<\/span><\/p>\n

That no one could steal, or build over, or deforest.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They won\u2019t remember. Maybe this is a mercy.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

<\/h5>\n
(Image by Stapleton Nash)<\/h5>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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