Tuesday Poem: "Places Becoming Lonely" by Andrew M. Bell

Not a name on a marquee,

but a firmament in which a star could shine

this solid Earth, dependable unless we forget

the hard lessons of gravity

understated, not showy, he knew the places

his eyes could take the audience

there are more of us now and they say

we are more visually literate

and the images multiply daily

and yet there are more

places becoming lonely