Twilight, New Haven

 

 

Twilight, New Haven

 

How readily the soul delights in

the frosted glow of lamplight,

when all the world seems to pause –

perplexed perhaps – by a sudden

abundance of ornament as waves

of ruby-throated violet envelop

the sky, spreading above and beyond

the boughs, falling in delicate demise

not from but thru the clouds, befriending

air, unspooling like a bolt of silk that’s

become embedded in trees and unfurls

into the brooding, communal dark

between buildings, carpeting courtyards

and dimming what appears to be candle-

lit windows, while the muffled peels

of church bells bleed out to echo and

hang in autumn air just a few hours shy

of frost long enough to console, lift

and nearly heal our hearts before the

settling of life back into the fetid musk

of yet another lost November evening.

 

 

John Muro

 

John Muro is a resident of Connecticut and a lover of all things chocolate. In the Lilac Hour, his first volume of poems, was published in 2020 by Antrim House, and it is available on Amazon. John is also a two-time, 2021 Pushcart Prize nominee, and his poetry has been published in numerous journals and anthologies, including Ariel Chart, Barnstorm, Euphony, Grey Sparrow, River Heron and Sky Island. Pastoral Suite, his second volume of poems, will be published later this spring.

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