One Star, One Hill
I tip my head back so far
on one small hill, see one small star.
I ask myself before I tumble,
where do I fit in this jumble?
Light and dark, shining glow—
sky too wide and deep to know.
I think I’ll sit and just be still
with one bright star and one small hill.
on one small hill, see one small star.
I ask myself before I tumble,
where do I fit in this jumble?
Light and dark, shining glow—
sky too wide and deep to know.
I think I’ll sit and just be still
with one bright star and one small hill.
This poem is copyright (©) Carol Coven Grannick 2025
About the Writer
Carol Coven Grannick
Carol Coven Grannick's short fiction and poetry for children has appeared in Cricket, Ladybug, Babybug, Highlights, and Hello. Her middle grade novel in verse, Reeni's Turn, debuted in September of 2020 from Fitzroy Books/Regal House Publishing. Her poetry for adults appears/is forthcoming in multiple print and online venues, most recently including Capsule Stories, The Birmingham Arts Journal, West Texas Review, and The Write City Review (Chicago Writers Association).
