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ALL OR NOTHING: Waiting for One AM, May 31, 2022, at Henlopen State Park, Delaware


Either the sky’s a meteoric storm

Or the coming thousand-fireball swarm

Is all in our heads, not even a shower.


Why not loose imagination’s power

And make the dust trail hit us hard

Spill ruddy-jeweled stars

We can make it light the sky, light our way

Change intolerable black to day

Give intolerable formlessness form.


We can make the meteors storm.

Margaret Soltan, May 29, 2022 7:22PM
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