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If the sun and its light represent reason, cheer, bustle, its journey back over the horizon hails the oncoming yang of quiet mystery that reignites our imagination once again. Hinesburg poet Molly Marino, featured this week, honors the otherworldly beauty of the night for its powerful facilitation of her creativity.
Explanation
By Molly Marino, 11, Hinesburg
The thoughts in my head race by,
I only write at night.
Faerie queens and butterflies,
I only write at night.
Wars and pollution,
I only write at night.
As the bright stars race above me,
and the moon shines so brightly,
I only write at night.
As the satellites whiz by,
and UFOs drift by,
I only write at night.
I see such beauty in the world
that it almost makes me cry––
I only write at night.
Do you wonder why I write
at such an “ungodly hour”?
I only write at night,
because a deaf bird can still sing.
