November 1

November 1, 2015
by C
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[Albedo]*

No stars, but the city lights
over-compensate at night–

this is still the world
of the living.

All these towers are lit up
in all sorts of hues,

incandescent warmth, white
and cool blues, as more

diffuse clouds come in over
the bay, and on their belly,

a feeble pink reflection–
the sky between is void,

matte and colorless,
an unanswered question,

a voice left hanging–
just think of a photon

traveling across the dark,
massless, unlike anything

we know, what a gift–
what a gift to receive,

and to give, like love,
in whatever capacity

we are able.
The streetlamp illuminates

the gingko tree, bathes it
in gold, and the leaves

return the favor, yellow
begetting the exact same yellow–

something rare, and simple,
and quietly notable.

 

 

*Just learned this word tonight! It means, roughly, the percentage of light reflected by a surface that received it. If you are fond of obscure words and not already following Sesquiotica, you should remedy that now.

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  1. michaelr2c's avatar
    michaelr2c says

    Wonderful poem–love the imagery!! But, your new word, albedo–your poem is all about light, and didn’t use your new word. 😦 I’m never without my thesaurus (online) when I write because I love to pull out obscure words for more ordinary things–their sound, even if the reader doesn’t know the meaning, often contributes to the depth of the imagery!!

    Very much enjoy your work!

    Mike

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    moosha23 says

    I haven’t visited in ages, but I’m glad I’ve had the time to do – your poetry is seriously the best stress-reliever out there!

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      C says

      I am glad you’ve had time, too! Writing it is pretty good stress relief, I’m glad the effect of reading it is similar 🙂

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    cmsnifer says

    All these towers are lit up
    in all sorts of hues,

    incandescent warmth, white
    and cool blues, as more

    diffuse clouds come in over
    the bay, and on their belly,

    LOVE this bit so much. The use of the ‘u’ sounds; so good!

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  5. D. J. Buck's avatar
    D. J. Buck says

    I always enjoy the unique words you incorporate into your poems. Photon. Ginko. Albedo. The vocabulary alone gives the poems a fresh taste.

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      C says

      Thank you! I am admittedly obsessed with Gingko, the word and the actual tree are both so striking…

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