Cygnus
i.m. I.K.
One night I had explained to you the stars
of Cygnus the Swan, framed by a window
above where we lay. That’s
Deneb, fifteen
hundred light years
away.
And now I hear that you are gone further,
much further than that. Much further away
than where I thought you were now in London
I am the more alone without you there.
