Before dawn, nothing but wind and trains. In the crown of a birch, Venus burns so fiercely, even the fast-moving clouds can’t extinguish it.
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Before dawn, nothing but wind and trains. In the crown of a birch, Venus burns so fiercely, even the fast-moving clouds can’t extinguish it.
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Before sight, sound–
Before dawn, nothing but wind and trains.
Though I am no diadem, take me into the day
like an offering to the third eye–
In the crown of a birch, the evening star
still burns: so fiercely,
even the fast-moving clouds
can’t extinguish it.
~ Luisa A. Igloria
12 24 2010
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I like this a lot, but the pedant in me has trouble with “the evening star/still burns,” which seems to suggest that Venus has been in the sky all night long. Why not “the morning star/burns”?
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Two reasons, Dave– because I didn’t want to use “Venus” in the poem; and second because I wanted to retain some sense of that “working in the dark before day” idea… I think it should still work fine as “evening star”.