Blue Again

Blue Again

Blue again,
the night sky’s clarity
has a presence
that reminds me of
a childhood church.

The deep navy carries
a silvered quarter of white,
curved for forgiveness.

Night is a blue flame
that burns.

My hopes await their turn.
They live in thin air,
The blue thin air.

– Abichal Watkins.


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