Jupiter sets

and that’s okay

the others

will follow

predictable

and patterned

then maybe

the moon will rise

or maybe

it too

is already

gone

outside my

winter window

while beneath

my blanket

I watch Orion

loosen his belt

push back slightly

from the table

Ask for more

David Dixon is a physician, poet, and musician who lives and practices in the foothills of North Carolina. His work has appeared in Rock & Sling, The Northern Virginia Review, Connecticut River Review, FlyingSouth, The Greensboro Review, and elsewhere. He is the author of "The Scattering of Saints" (Hermit Feathers Press, 2022). Each of these poems sprang from a challenge to write a poem a day for one month based on a prompts shared with a great friend and fellow NC writer/poet Steve Cushman. Two of the poems are part of a small collection written during Holy Week.

Photo Credit: Emilee Luke, "Out to Space"