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view of the valley after she died

To the city I asked:

Why do you reflect the night sky

when lives drag


through your streets?


You shine boldly


cold sorrows search hungry and lost

anger breaks the air

with gunshots, police car wails

replace bird songs.


What right do you have to shine

so true

Toward God

while your buildings empty

abandoning throes of passion



They linger.



you send up flashes of light

to the heavens,

peaceful rivers of traffic

Hush the night.


And I want to be reassured

maybe even fooled


to regain your hope.


The city replied


by imitating the stars.