Tuesday poem #238 : Kyle Flemmer : Constellations

When I first looked up

at the midnight sky

I saw points not constellations

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When I was a child

the stars rained down

on my imagination

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When I looked as man

I saw the patterns others

wanted me to see

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When I grew old

my milky eyes

beheld no galaxies

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And as I die

the stars go out

Kyle Flemmer [photo credit: Dean McLelland] founded The Blasted Tree Publishing Company in 2014 as an outlet for his writing and to build a community of emerging Canadian artists. He graduated from Concordia University in 2016 with a double-major in Western Society & Culture and Creative Writing.

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