NIGHT

This first poem is titled NIGHT. I thought it would be a good first posting as it represents the Japanese aesthetic of Mono no Aware or "beauty in the sadness of things."

I hope you enjoy it. If not, I've still added another poem into the collective consciousness and that can only be good.

NIGHT

When darkness is at its deepest,
black on black on black on black,
when all but the streetlamps lie in shadow
and shadows lie in sleep,
sadness settles softly
over the snow encrusted streets,
and the streets themselves are silent
save the falling of the sleet
and the single spinning siren
wailing in defeat.

--Noah Evslin