Walt, born 1819. He moved around frequently
but at the end of his life
he settled where I started – New Jersey –
which has more poetry than most imagine,
and ghosts reciting from Camden to Newark.
Walt Whitman’s home on Mickle St. in Camden, New Jersey
Northern Hemisphere June’s early-morning light accompanies me.
Perhaps it’s the same as September sunlight
but the earliest sunrises of the year
happen now with the northern summer solstice
and year’s longest day a week away.
Tonight, a clear western horizon shows Venus.
I imagine a line to the sunset
which intersects Mercury below it but ascending
each night while Venus descends, their conjunction
next week even if we don’t notice.
A conjunction of Mercury and Venus appears above the Moon, as viewed from the Paranal Observatory in northern Chile – Image: ESO/Y. Beletsky, CC BY 4.0
From mid-May through the end of the month, Mercury is visible after sunset below Venus above where the Sun set. Past mid-month, Mercury ascends while Venus descends toward its June 3 passage between the Earth and the Sun and their conjunction will come May 20/21.
Some of my mother’s irises always bloom
for Mother’s Day – she never cut them
but a wind-broken stem would be vased
though it saddened her looking so alone.
Flying white standards, bearded with purple falls —
the closest she ever came to royalty.
Royal Storm bearded iris
a daylily is opening beside tomorrow’s bud.
A robin tends her two hungry nestlings.
The sun emerges from behind a cloud.
Peppermint, thyme and sage lose their perfume.
Standing outside in pairs, people are crying.