The End of Night
~Inspired by the 2008 National Geographic article on light pollution
Artificial beams shine upward, flooding
our evenings with the vacant
glow of urban life. We’ve forgotten
the river of stars and planets flowing
into the rest of our universe just beyond
the reach of the shallow night
sky. Astronomers claim we need the dark
to balance our circadian rhythms
of wake and sleep, to keep us steady
like gravity. But what does science know
about darkness or time or how dreams devoid
of hope wither and die when they’ve lived
as long as I have without light?
~Pamela Taylor © 2013
November 30, 2013 at 21:19
Do i’ need to send ice cream or something? This was a beautiful poem but more than a little grim!