Friday, August 30, 2019

"Starlight" _ new poetry for Labor Day Weekend 2019

John Conte San Francisco 1997 Russian Hill Jack Kerouac House

That’s an impressive file
It reads like a vowel 
I vowel to love you.
I vowel to love the Earth.
I know what it’s worth.
It’s meant to be free.
The magnetic pull of the tides
It’s in your eyes
As they roll back
Starlight stirs 
The fire inside 

john conte
3am August 30, 2019