The Stars Above, the Flowers Below – a poem by Janet Krauss

The Stars Above, the Flowers Below

It is a summer night
full into the season
the way the bushes
beside the house
sweep close
in conspiracy with,
yet pushing
against the dark
protecting this structure
blueing into the late hours.
The stars, brushed with haze,
dream for those inside.
So flowers at graves
soften the grey
of granite slabs
and replace the hands
that held those
once warm as a blossom
opening in the morning sun.

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Janet Krauss, who has two books of poetry published, “Borrowed Scenery,” Yuganta Press, and “Through the Trees of Autumn,” Spartina Press, has recently retired from teaching English at Fairfield University. Her mission is to help and guide Bridgeport’s young children through her teaching creative writing, leading book clubs and reading to and engaging a kindergarten class. As a poet, she co-directs the poetry program of the Black Rock Art Guild.

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