Nocturne - 2019 Writing Award Winner, Poetry
I linger on the lakeshore
As the pulse of this autumn day grows faint.
Dune-rippled like an inverted Gobi—
Soak up pink and ochre from the west
And spit out rays of gold,
As the solar sarcophagus sinks
And stars appear
Like relatives at a wake.
My cat joins me on the shore,
Crouches to watch a chipmunk
Scuttle into the gaping body bag of night.
Frank Edwards, MD, FACEP