by Jack Brummet
The streetlight's blue shadow
Pools on the macadam of 24th Avenue NW
As stars coruscate through a nebulous fog.
I tilt my head to see The Big Dipper,
Polaris, Ursa Minor, Cassiopeia, and Andromeda.
The streetlight's falling shadow
Marks a twilight world I take for granted.
The bats' sonar
And the muffled bark of sea lions
Are the songs I hear
When I go outside to see the stars
Twinkling in the briny air.