
for Meredith
You move through the evening
against the traffic flow.
People going home
toward pork chops and wine.
The sun has warmed
the sidewalk and the awnings
are out; spots of shadow
dot your way. Some
neon lights. Some closed
signs. You walk
with sure strides
as you turn the street corner.
The night sky deepens— twilight’s thin time,
a firefly, or two.
Sirens nearly block
your way, but
you move through.
The stars candle into the city.
A last sip of coffee from a paper cup.
Inside the glass vestibule,
within the corridors of second-shift,
the lamps are burning,
and the starry sky is over it all.
“The lamps are burning,
and the starry sky is over it all.”
– from a letter by Vincent van Gogh
About the Poet
D. Walsh Gilbert is the author of Ransom (Grayson Books, 2017). A Pushcart nominee, she has also received honors from The Farmington River Literary Arts Center and the Artist for Artists Project at the Hartford Art School. She serves as co-editor of the Connecticut River Review published by the Connecticut Poetry Society and lives in a rural setting in Connecticut.
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