A Poem Written on the Stars

Surfside Inn Beach

I saw you on 34th Street

You were carrying white roses

You came toward me

You told me you had seen me before

Before this week of Venus passing over the sun

I know you, you said, yes

In a snowstorm you gave me $5 at 17th & Christopher

I wrote you a poem, you said

My name is Wolf Song, you said

Today I’m thinking about the sky

Wolf Song is thinking about the sky

He wrote me another poem on the constellation map

Of the New York Times

Venus will pass in front of the Sun this week

Six times recorded          Next transit in 105 years


This is his poem:



So much pain

Is the rain drops



Your story        Wolf Song is gone on 34th Street

June 2012

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