NIGHT EYE
Through this dank night sky
hover sack balloons, their red
flames flickering past
Aldebaran, crimson eye
of that celestial bull
SOJOURN
Riding in the midst
of nowhere in the midst of
a night with no stars
that I can see out of this swift
bus on a ribbon highway.
But across the black
sky I see the silhouette
of clouds on a wind
unfelt. The waning quarter
moon is so bright & so white.
Those fragile clouds drift
casting her in deep shadow
for just a moment.
Then again she is pearly
against the black satin night.
SEARCHING FOR HALLEY’S METEORITES
My eyes drift from sky
to empty
black-hour
streets, traffic
lights blinking,
homes with
drawn shades
to the sky once more
over wild country
Lorraine Caputo - Wandering troubadour Lorraine Caputo is a documentary poet, translator and travel writer. Her works appear in over 500 journals on six continents; and 24 collections of poetry – including In the Jaguar Valley (dancing girl press, 2023) and Santa Marta Ayres (Origami Poems Project, 2024). She also authors travel narratives, articles and guidebooks. Her writing has been honoured by the Parliamentary Poet Laureate of Canada (2011), and nominated for the Best of the Net and Pushcart Prize. Caputo has done literary readings from Alaska to the Patagonia. She journeys through Latin America with her faithful knapsack Rocinante, listening to the voices of the pueblos and Earth. Follow her travels at:
www.facebook.com/lorrainecaputo.wanderer or https://latinamericawanderer.wordpress.com
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