The Modesty Rail

Well, if you're looking for modesty, you won't find it here. This week's Biscuit City Poem of the Week was penned by none other than your not-so-humble blogster with a lot of help from my friends.  Enjoy!

The Large Place

for our mothers

Psalm 18: 19: The Lord brought me forth also into a large place; he delivered me, because he delighted in me.

the sky
is blue
(self-evident)
and clear
looks like it
goes out to
eternity
( self-evident
and not true)


true that it fades
into near nothingness.


we fly
through the blue
and come back
in hours


some birds
fly for
days
if they are
lucky


satellites circle
without effort
as if
they are never
coming down
(not true)


they fall
all of them
after a while
through the near nothingness
through the blue
flaming across
the sky


red
orange
yellow
flowers against
the Large Place
of the
blue
(true)

--Dan Verner