Nothing New Among the Stars
Sunset the color of embers and ash lowers day’s closing cleaver Darkness trims all fat, lives fly— kites amid solemn stars Gossip, their earthly ballast webs constellations complacent in their light years of wisdom
True Colors
(Inspired by Jules Breton’s “Last Flowers”) To see flowers against snow is to steal a star’s timid kiss. Butter cream, pumpkin, dusty pink— colors bolden against white. But once plucked, a frost-sweetened vaseful fades when hearth or heart heats too harshly—smites petals and pores, leaf tips and lips.
Nancy K. Jentsch’s poetry has appeared recently in Scissortail Quarterly, Third Wednesday, Tipton Poetry Journal, and Verse-Virtual. In 2020, she received an Arts Enrichment Grant from the Kentucky Foundation for Women. Her chapbook, Authorized Visitors, was published in 2017 (Cherry Grove Collections) and Between the Rows, her first poetry collection, is forthcoming from Shanti Arts. Her Facebook writer’s page is https://www.facebook.com/NancyJentschPoet/.
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