To the String Lights of Positano’s

                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Photo by Jason Villanueva

A Poem by Danielle Page

Beaming across the dimmed Tuesday crowd

A halo of haphazard cleaning gleams

The dust settled thick on the bulbs

Slightly swaying from industrial ventilation,

The proof of a trend our children will certainly

Shutter, the glow tinted with soft gray down

Illuminates a cautious nature, looking for

Darkness, for neglect, as if trust should

Not be lavished until utterly diminished

As if dust cannot be banished with

A gentle stroke and light restored

By a single breath taken toward it

Danielle Page is a truth-teller, writer, educator, and editor of the Clayjar Review. When she’s not reading up on composition theory, she’s scribbling in her moleskine journal or hiking a mountainous trail. Her work has appeared in Solid Food Press, The Amethyst Review, Ekstasis Magazine, and elsewhere.