This week's Poetry Bus has the divine Weaver as its driver, snow tires and all. Our task is to write something about STARS. Well, it's Finals Week at the univ., and I have 20 more final essays to grade. Then, it's posting the grades and on to putting up the Christmas Tree. Earlier this year, I posted the little poem below on my One Line Poem of the Day note on Facebook, and I thought it would fit with Weaver's request. Okay, now I'm off to make some students' Christmases a pleasant one. Others, I'm providing with that proverbial academic 'wake up call.'
Oh... if you're interested in the Aurora Borealis forecast, check out the site HERE.
Oh... if you're interested in the Aurora Borealis forecast, check out the site HERE.
Winter Sky
Brisk night air,
unfettered firmament:
the stars whisper
ancient secrets
in this evening sky,
touching a distant dawn.
Jeanne I. Lakatos 2010


