Venus at Midnight
On my grandma’s rusting balcony,
Under a septillion of scattered gemstones in the sky,
Is where I saw Venus for the first time…
She shone so brightly!
And soaking beneath her pearlescent light,
All our earth below stilled into a glacial quietude!
Frozen in this midnight cosmic ocean.
I felt in awe of our infinite universe.
And each night, I stayed up late to wait and see the evening star.
She lit up the obsidian sky with an unblinking eye from afar.
Oh, how my worries waned and grew dimmer in the twilight,
As I looked at Venus, on those starry diamante studded nights!
Gradually perceiving that we belong to something far far bigger than our own lives.
Under a septillion of scattered gemstones in the sky,
Is where I saw Venus for the first time…
She shone so brightly!
And soaking beneath her pearlescent light,
All our earth below stilled into a glacial quietude!
Frozen in this midnight cosmic ocean.
I felt in awe of our infinite universe.
And each night, I stayed up late to wait and see the evening star.
She lit up the obsidian sky with an unblinking eye from afar.
Oh, how my worries waned and grew dimmer in the twilight,
As I looked at Venus, on those starry diamante studded nights!
Gradually perceiving that we belong to something far far bigger than our own lives.
This poem is copyright (©) Carmella de Keyser 2026
About the Writer
Carmella de Keyser
Carmella de Keyser is a prize-winning British poet, known for explorations of identity and heritage. Founder of the Harlow Circle of Poetry Stanza, judge for the Harlow Poetry Open, she has five books published or forthcoming, from Hedgehog Press, Alien Buddha Press, Parlyaree Press and the Seventh Quarry Press.
