Ephemeral Here

A poem by Alex Hopwood

Poem by: Alex Hopwood

Artwork by: Alex Hopwood

Ephemeral Here

A lone liquid microcosm hops from one leaf to the next — 

An understated prelude to the wonders that exist beneath the spherical facade of greens and yellows and soft white petals —

Elemental beckonings to explore beyond what’s known by humankind.

Star-studded invitations draw attention from far and wide, enthralling the regular nightfall party-goers:

Beetles on bar stools

Moths meandering — slightly bedazzled from mechanical streetlights —

A solitary cicada sharing their staccato sonance…

The midnight exhale caresses the flora and fauna;

An audible warmth to the stillness in the air 

There is energy in this tranquillity

As humans sleep, nighttime wakes.

Alex Hopwood

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