by Joan Prusky Glass
How will you find your way home?
I am drawing a diagram for my students,
explaining that earth orbits the sun
every 365 days, and that’s how
we measure the years passing,
our living and dying.
Do you see me waiting here, as you go?
I tell them that every planet orbits a star,
how in our search for new planets,
scientists watch and wait for the star
to go dark in its passing.
When the star dims, they know
the planet has been there.
What happens to a star when the light goes out?
The rock in your pipe glows
hotter and brighter than any solar fire.
When the smoke fills your lungs,
I prepare to lose you again.
To flicker in your path,
and wait as I burn.