The Mirrors of Mars

I stood at the foot of
the red mountains —
gentle light,
thin air, cool red dust.
I stood
within a dream, of
a moon in rust.
The ruddy plains
will summon
what we want.
Wise, cold world,
we have made it
what we love
in our waking.

Meg Smith is a poet, writer, journalist, dancer and events producer living in Lowell, Mass. Her poems have appeared in The Cafe Review, Pudding, Poetry Bay, The Horror Zine, Silver Blade, Raven Cage, The Blue Hour Anthology, and many more. Her most recent poetry books, This Scarlet Dancing and Dear Deepest Ghost, are available on Amazon. She welcomes visits to megsmithwriter.net.

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