Celestial Warfare

A Poem by Ariel Beynon 

An empty sky.

Metal, small as

snowflakes;

they fall—suddenly,

like raindrops in a thunderstorm

onto a slumbering city,

burning, eating away upon impact.

They are like stars—hard
bits of light;

they are falling

like leaves in autumn

onto a slumbering city,

burning, eating away
upon impact,

the first screams
waking it from sleep.


Ariel Beynon is a poet whose work has previously appeared in Juice 16, Juice 17, and Juice 18.  Hailing from the scruffy, lovable North End of Winnipeg, he draws upon nature and everyday life as primary sources of inspiration for his writing.
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