Rush-hour’s elsewhere. The sky dolls up
then somersaults. For ten minutes
or so the twilight brains me, claims
each horizon. Next?
Star-shower movies, milky-ways
and nebula squirting from hidden
black-holes, Pleiades & all
that astronomical fire–
And here I am, witless and well-
grounded (for now) with the beautiful
people of Vermont, sustaining
ourselves communally. Thus,
you’re most welcome. Shouts
plus fermented light lift us
for the moment as in a deep brook
near meadows and wildflowers, which is
nothing, nor insignificant (for now)
on this scrap of a blasted planet.
Peter Ramos’s poems have appeared in Colorado Review, Puerto del Sol, Painted Bride Quarterly, Verse, Fugue, Indiana Review, Mississippi Review (online), and other journals. He is the author of one book of poetry, Please Do Not Feed the Ghost (BlazeVox Books, 2008) and three shorter collections of verse: Television Snow (Back Pages Books, 2014), Watching Late-Night Hitchcock & Other Poems (handwritten press 2004), and Short Waves (White Eagle Coffee Store Press 2003). His criticism has appeared in MELUS, College Literature, The Faulkner Journal, The CEA Critic, Mandorla, Verse, Pleiades, and Poetry Daily. An associate professor of English at Buffalo State, Peter teaches courses in nineteenth- and twentieth-century American literature.