Posts by Ed

It was summer and night in this city in the desert
and though the heat of the day had diminished
it lingered long, humid on our skin
as we lay on the grass and watched a hundred stars fall.

We are too young to know how to do this.
I’ve read a book I found in the city library.
We have acquired the vocabulary.
We sit on the edge of your bed, fasten one another’s eyes,
say the words for what we will do.

Why would I not stop and gaze
on the sidewalk beside the orthodox church
as the Sunday morning faithful file inside

Crippled sun lying low,
hugging tops of trees…