Venus

A poem



    The sun has set
    on a cold winter evening

    the crisp blue of a cloudless sky
    dims to a dark indigo gradient

    suspended above sky scrapers
    on the ecliptic plane

    bright, white and flickerless
    a point
    the only one visible for a brief solo performance.


Alexandre de Verteuil
Alexandre de Verteuil
Solutions Architect

I teach people how to see the matrix metrics.
Monkeys and sunsets make me happy.

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