I like to sit in the dusk
at the end of a soft day
its edges melting
into a purple night.
I like to watch the familiar
flicker of stars
a fantasy of harmonies
imposed by fingers
tracing dreams on black skies.
I like to imagine you, smoking
a slow cigarette, shadows gathered
where you sit, your silhouette
traced by desire
polar star I yet circle.
I walk under a harvest moon, a glow
of refracted light bounced from a remote star.
I too circle a distant star, once strong
fields of gravity still holding me captive
in a dance of elliptical orbit,
willing partner in this minuet
of desire. I read your phases
like that nearby barren rock, false confluence
of approach, retreat, gibbous blush that fades
to wan crescent, a stiletto
I hold in hand, tip pressing my heart.
Janet Butler lives in Alameda with Fulmi, a lovely Spaniel mix she rescued while living in central Italy. “Searching for Eden” was published by Finishing Line Press in January, 2012, “Upheaval” was one of three winning selections in Red Ochre Lit’s 2012 Chapbook Contest. She recently placed, for the fourth year, in the Berkeley Poets annual poetry contest. She is moderator of the monthly Poetry and Prose at the Blue Danube in Alameda, and is a member of the Frank Bette Center for the Arts, where she will teach a poetry course and Italian language class this spring.