Slow Walk – Jesse Miksic
Tonight, a slow walk between stars
At speeds that are calm
And only warp space gently,
And collapse time like folded origami
On all sides, lofty inert
Clouds of gas and cosmic dust
Will coast by on the currents
That gravity stirs in the vacuum
And perhaps deep inside
One of those billowing giants,
Your single sun will still be burning,
The last lighthouse on the isthmus,
Restless sputtering of midnight oil —
You hard at work, fusing atoms
I will not disturb you, though
The cosmos sings a single note, the song
Of us passing through each others’ skies
Jesse Miksic is a graphic designer and author from Peekskill, NY. His life is consumed with work, poetry, and seeking out adventures with his brilliant wife and daughter. Recent and forthcoming placements include The American Journal of Poetry, Praxis Magazine Online, and Heron Tree. You can also find him on Twitter and Instagram (@miksimum) and on his personal website (www.miksimum.com).