Starstruck
Stars, but not ours,
night after night in the dark.
Myriads of patterns, studied
since time began.
The sun, our star,
day after day in the light.
A solitary arc, worshipped
since time began.
Starstruck
Stars, but not ours,
night after night in the dark.
Myriads of patterns, studied
since time began.
The sun, our star,
day after day in the light.
A solitary arc, worshipped
since time began.
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The opposition between the stanzas works well. I suspect that editorial literati would wince at ‘myriads’ as they do at ‘shards’. Use of such poeticisms is, of course, entirely at the poet’s discretion. The same people may wonder, too, if ‘since time began’ verges on cliche but, again, this may not trouble the poet in the slightest.
Quite, particularly when such words are used for a purpose, in this case to conjure up a sense of a tradition that goes back into pre-history. Mind you, Robbie, bearing in mind what you say, in the unlikely event I enter the poem for a competition I will certainly
make some”PC” amendments!
Bring back ‘Shards’ I say!