When it’s dark enough
you can see stars
stars like a million eyes
eyes of predators glowing
glowing with the light
light outside
outside what you can see
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Beautiful & chilling
Wonderful title. Followed by that primordial fear of dark.
I don’t know if this is a specific named form, but I love this poem, the way the last word repeats as the first word of the following line. Beautiful!
It’s called a Slinky; I found it on pp. 8-9 of Wingbeats II: Exercises and Practices in Poetry, edited by Scott Wiggerman and David Meischen.
I love the repetition too. Great little poem.
Love it !
Yes, love the repetition and rhythm it creates. I can read this as a universal opening or as a haunting omen. Nicely done!
Interesting form. This was a wonderful poem