His coat the color of starless night,
his eyes green-gold moons,
eclipsed at centers by gloss-black ovals
the size of planets,
he questions, again, his person.
She clasps him tightly in her arms,
kisses his nose,
carries him into the dusk
where the sky is a smoke-blue slate.
She babbles as always.
“The sun, my darling, the earth, the moon
are all aligned tonight.”
Catherine Ashley-Nelson, retired from the faculty of North Carolina Agricultural and Technical State University, has been a member of the Writers’ Group of the Triad since its inception, circa 1990-91. She was initially in three groups (fiction, non-fiction, and poetry) but currently is only involved with the poetry group. She has participated in creating past anthologies, working with the poetry collection during the first year of WGOT and later editing the mixed-genre collection “Wordworks.”