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Michael Simms: Sun Star
After churning all night
I wake to see the sun star
In the window, its perfect
Blossoms full of light.
I smell coffee and hear you
Moving room to room.
In two weeks, we’ll transplant
Our sun star to the front bed
Between the extravagant
Dragon flower and the delicate
Hyacinth which Homer says
Sprang from the blood of a boy
Killed by Zephyr, god of wind.
We’ll root the flower well.
White threads of mycelia
Will embrace the tendrils,
Welcoming and nourishing
As we gradually inhabit
Our lives, every morning
Fiercely in love with light
For ES
Copyright 2023 Michael Simms
Michael Simms is the Founding Editor of Vox Populi. His most recent collections of poems are American Ash, Nightjar and Strange Meadowlark (Ragged Sky, 2020, 2021, 2023).
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Such a beautiful poem💘
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Thanks, Lisa!
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Yes! More mornings, please, where “we gradually inhabit/ our lives.”
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Thanks, Louise!
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Lovely, Michael. The poem carries for me a quiet, deeply earned contentment.
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Thanks, Ed!
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What a delight of a poem. There should be an anthology of early morning poems, don’t you think?
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Yes, and James Crews should edit it!
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Lovely!
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Thanks, Robbi!
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I am fiercely in love with light too. Great way of saying it.
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Thanks, Mary Frances!
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Bravo to you and to light made manifest in divine flowers.
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Thanks, Sean!
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A gorgeous thing indeed, Mike. Thanks!
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Thanks, Syd!
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