“The Amateur Astronomer”

Published April 1956, The Nassau Literary Review

Michael M. Fried ‘59

When night

Like a blue precipitate

Settles on this grove of trees,

I shall peep from my hollow,

Measuring infinities.

All night

Like an owl celibate

Whose pleasures lie beyond the trees,

I shall hoot at the moon,

Versifying Pleiades.

When light

And the morning celebrate

Their emerald triumph in the trees,

I shall reluctant leave the hill

To flowers and to bumble bees.

“The nightlife outside that warmer weather brings, the sights and sounds of spring—it’s April sky in the form of a poem.”

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