Light Years

Three stars in a row point north

to the Pole. The Dipper scoops up

the darkness of our eyes and pours it

through the branches of a maple

as we stand in the driveway in raveled moccasins,

craning to the night.

When I was a schoolgirl,

the nuns lined us up like little stars.

We trooped on the subway,

across Central Park to the Planetarium

where we swung our saddle shoes

back and forth in upholstered mystery,

gathering the dark in our upturned faces

as the narrator, a disembodied encyclopedia of space,

connected the constellations with white lines.

–excerpt from “Light Years” in Jumping Off the Train by Donna Pucciani (Orchard House Press 2007). First published in Salamander.


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