Running
with Orion
By
Jonathan Bennett
Running with Orion as night begins
And the year’s first full month
comes to an end.
We run circles familiar underfoot
To hide from observer’s eyes we’re
chasing.
He’s been. He is. He knows. And he
doesn’t,
I believe, much the same as I don’t
know
What’s up ahead that is so
important
It requires icy-cold nights out of
doors
When there’s warmth and company
waiting
In this, a moment I was running
down
On colder nights in a miles-away
town.
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