from 1
in which we are bathed
in airglow and gegenschein
our shadows cast by galactic
and zodiacal light
a dark that is not lonely
but immense and truly black
a blazing intimate night
to 9
our own brazen and
banishing flood Las Vegas
the brightest star in this thick
and sodium-orange sea
only the moon to watch now
as blithely we turn our backs
upon heaven’s company
Second Nature: James Lindesay’s Poetry 