Finally, a clear, dry night.

finally, a clear, dry night.
the jack-hammer rains and winter winds
exchanged for lingering, stagnating, solar sidewalk sweat
and although the dottering clouds,
tired after such a gruelling congress,
had ambled begrudgingly away from the hot concrete
to reveal a panoply of glimmering stars;
amid the salmon-coloured haze of the street-lights,
and the slurring chorus of revellers,
no one would pause to consider
such a dazzling spectacle