by Sean Butner
Under the wash of harvest moon light
Shining from a not yet dark blue sky
The bell towers of Green Bay stood out
Overexposed, daylight transposed by trick
Photography, otherworldly against full moon
Dusk. Sts. John, Willebrord, Francis Xavier,
And even the civic courthouse loom
Like relics, monsters wading in a sea
Of art deco and glass and steel.
Unreal reminders encasing the mundane
Realities of litigation, parking ramps, and
The homeless huddled on frosted steps
Beneath steaming lamps illuminating the skyline.
Against the now black sky, pillars of light fade out of focus.