Nov 2020
Like dancing lights
And fluttering sprites;
Multiplying together
And dividing apart.
They rend the veil of night,
Creating a short-lived spectacle
Before these stars take flight.
And fluttering sprites;
Multiplying together
And dividing apart.
They rend the veil of night,
Creating a short-lived spectacle
Before these stars take flight.
I’m not actually talking about literal stars. This poem came to mind when I was driving to practice and saw the headlights of two opposing cars, seemingly merging together around the bend. I maybe wasn’t in the right state to drive ****...
