Dead Stars by Ada Limón - Poems | Academy of American Poets

Dead Stars - Out here, there’s a bowing even the trees are doing.

Dead Stars Add to anthology × Ada Limón 1976 - Out here, there’s a bowing even the trees are doing. Winter’s icy hand at the back of all of us. Black bark, slick yellow leaves, a kind of stillness that feels so mute it’s almost in another year. I am a hearth of spiders these days: a nest of trying. We point out the stars that make Orion as we take out the trash, the rolling containers a song of suburban thunder. It’s almost romantic as we adjust the waxy blue recycling bin until you say, Man, we should really learn some new constellations. And it’s true. We keep forgetting about Antlia,

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