First Light

first light arrives
before memory forms
she waits unnamed
the shape thoughts take
before we say them

I was looking for a comet. 3i/Atlas. An interstellar object. The whole night scanning the sky. A break in the clouds. Just a meteor or two. That song my dad had on an old 45. Perry Como ‘Catch A Falling Star’. I put it in my pocket and set off for the reservoir. If I can’t find the comet I’ll find its reflection. A pied wagtail by the water’s edge.

Paul Conneally
July 27th 2025
Loughborough

The music I’m hearing now is Star 🌟 by Venus Aphrodite: