Night. I walk a shred of the Milky Way,
A luminescent path of scattered white.
Like sugar on a slate, the stars’ display,
While here pale limestone lays a track of light
Along the boreen between hedge and hedge,
A grosser version of the road above.
Brightness from rock: this seems to me a pledge
That nothing is impossible to Love;
And earlier, on the beach, the setting sun
Struck swarms of tiny stars from the damp sand.
I walked on constellations as they shone
In a beige sky, a heaven on the strand.
Both these are true: I walk in doubt or dread;
I walk on stars with stars above my head.
Angela Graham’s new poetry collection Star: poems for the Christmas Season is published by Culture And Democracy Press. Her collection of poetry, Sanctuary: There Must Be Somewhere 2020 and collection of short stories, A City Burning 2022 are published by Seren Books. She is an award-winning film maker and BAFTA-nominated screenwriter. angelagraham.org
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