Magi

Nothing is more wondrous than your breath,

leaving a phosphorescent smudge

on autumn sky.

Imagine the deer

dancing across this field.

Their music is wind.

Their moment is here

between night and day.

when light fades into perfection,

and all the world is captured

in grace.

Alone, but not alone,

you grasp the signficance

of one starlit stripe

in the pink, orange-gray

of coming night,

and offer your gift.

© 2008 Tommy Twilite

Tommy Twilite - aka Tom Clark - is the author of several poetry chapbooks, including "The Hum of Distant Turbines" and "Amerika"; a founding co-director of the Florence Poets Society; and a captain on the Northampton Fire Department. He lives in Florence.

"Hear a Poet, There a Poet" features poetry by local authors chosen by Northampton's Poet Laureate Lesléa Newman. It runs on Wednesday's book page every other week. Poems for this column have been pre-selected. Please do not send poetry submissions or requests to the Gazette.