The Quiet Work of Stars
The stars do their workwithout applause. No one hears themhammer lightinto the dark. They do not askwho is watching. They burn anyway. Somewhere,a traveler lifts his headfrom a lonely road.…
The Road is Famous
The road is famousfor the dust that follows it home. The morning is famousto the sparrowswho rehearse the sky before sunrise. The old cup is famousto the hands that return…