By Bill Castanier on April 28, 2010
Space
Perfect, perhaps, was sitting under a tree
In front of someone else’s house
And writing about the stars
Until blinded by a flashlight
(gun metal black, six D-cell batteries)
ID checked, had I been drinking?
Where did I live?
Why wasn’t I there?
Who sits under a tree
With a pen and a notebook
At this time of night?
But perfect is such a peculiar thing
Like that space underneath the tree
Neither mine nor someone else’s.
Poem by Gavin Craig.
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Bill Castanier has been an award-wining weekly newspaper editor, advertising and public relations executive in his 40 year career. In addition, he has been an executive with a newspaper trade association and founded Michigan’s first technology association, I-TE@M. He writes a weekly newspaper feature on Michigan authors and is on the Board of the Kerrytown BookFest and the Michigan Notable Book Awards. He has the only daily blog on Michigan literature (
Mittenlit) and founded
Spartanpodcast.com.
shoot cool story dude.