@misc{eb9ab3b138a24821b7ef8515e7ff1737,
title = "Four Poems",
author = "Shane Seely",
note = "Orion throws a leg across the roof and it is deeply night: the stars are rueful; their light is thin and wavering. Just two porch lights light the street. The waning moon seems, cresting the park's bald trees, a worn-out tooth. Inside, even though the breath-fogged window's cool, I'm warm.",
year = "2011",
language = "American English",
type = "Other",
}