COME STAY WITH ME AND
BE MY NIGHT
Come stay with me and
be my night,
We’re done with
dinner’s clutter
As stars blister
through the moonlit light.
Water anchors moon
streams white
Across the wake, across the cutter.
Come stay with me and be my night.
The children at peace, everything’s
right,
Goat milk, huckleberry bread, apple
butter.
Stars blister into
pimpled light.
The children dream,
the wind grows slight,
The storm is but a
mutter,
Come stay with me and
be my night.
Now comes a fullness
full and bright,
Leaves skip across the
gutter
As
stars blister into moons of light.
My love is strong. It knows to
fight.
I
no longer need to stutter.
Stars blister through the moonlit
light.
Come stay with me and be my night.
Michael H.
Brownstein has been widely published throughout the small and literary presses.
His work has appeared in The Cafe Review, American Letters and Commentary,
Skidrow Penthouse, Xavier Review, Hotel Amerika, Free Lunch, Meridian Anthology of
Contemporary Poetry, The Pacific Review, Poetrysuperhighway.com and others. In
addition, he has nine poetry chapbooks including The Shooting Gallery (Samidat
Press, 1987), Poems from the Body Bag (Ommation Press, 1988), A Period of Trees
(Snark Press, 2004), What Stone Is (Fractal Edge Press, 2005), I Was a Teacher
Once (Ten Page Press, 2011) and Firestorm: A Rendering of Torah (Camel Saloon Press, 2012). He
is the editor of First Poems from Viet Nam (2011).
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