
watercolor and pencil on watercolor paper. 5" x 7", 2006.
for anesh
the poem below is something that i've found to think about on the day before my birthday...
Field Guide to the Night Sky
by Jennifer Chang
No one witnesses
the history of light.
The sky litters itself
with dust and I’m unsettled
by the steadfast burn
of thinking.
The night sky reaches
inside me,
I am sleepless
waiting for each star
to cross
into its corner, flower
then dim.
I do not believe
in paradise:
to flower, then dim.
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