EVENING POEM #1

For the ones who bring it I started to name you, tossing out monikers here on the evening air so you would hear You would know how much you matter You would think: wow! little ‘ol me? Your names, a litany of light that goes Around and around this great big globe A tangled connection of something bigger than the earth It reaches from me to you All the way round and back again I hold on with both hands and call your names: yes, you.