Sonnet: Star Stuffed. The daily sonnet continues. Today recalling Sagan years and sweet tears of romanticism now gone. Light a vigil.

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Sonnet: Star Stuffed

by John Kendall Hawkins

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There were days I used to live Vangelisly,

Sagan in a star field saying billions

of stars, light years, and I would relishly

contemplate being, while vaudevillians

would stage the Real, pull duckrabbits from hats --

Einstein, Heisenberg, the Marx Brothers --

their italldependsonhowyoulookats

the zany disruptors of Our Fathers

to the little confirmed Catholic boys --

one minute lighting soft vigil candles,

next holding them up to Dylan, making noise,

fighting the Man, handle-stealing vandals.

A bony darkness at the end of time --

the fate of all stars, even if they rhyme.

Authors Website: https://tantricdispositionmatrix.substack.com/

Authors Bio:

John Kendall Hawkins is an American ex-pat freelance journalist and poet currently residing in Oceania.