The Ecstasy of Skeptics Quotes

“An Elegy, Years After Sarah”

So her ceiling a map of stars. First time we made love
late afternoon late winter, and after she slept
how her room fogged up with dusk
and paper stars she’d stuck up there in childhood
came out in strange constellations
and I missed the earth
till her room was night her breath deepening the stars
cooling down: I said come closer and her eyes
— half-open, flashing back whatever light there was — went out.”
― Steven Heighton, The Ecstasy of Skeptics: Poems