Footnotes For The Toronto Sky
Before, I didn't think there was suck a thing
as too much light. This city blinds its own night.
There are supposed to be 4,500 stars visble
from where we stand, I see only you.
We took the last ferry to Centre Island,
for a moment, captured the city's behemoth
as a simple subject of our visual fields, edge to edge,
everything brilliant the bulbs of an eye could hold.
On the walk back, we followed a road not illuminated
by any street lamp. Talked about how one day,
if an apartment made sense & we could afford the view,
we might become one of the beautiful, flickering windows.
Poems in Passage
Poems in Passgae ad taken on the TTC subway in May, 2024.
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