Night Travel Through West Texas

Jeanie Sanders

July 23, 2023

You are on a straight West Texas road

going somewhere late at night.

The stars seem so close and bright that 

as you go over the next hill you

think they might be laying on the highway.

Like the Universe fell from the sky

to light your way to some exceptional place.


No jackrabbit dashes into your headlights.

No coyote’s reflective golden eyes shine.

The remoteness of any life makes you

feel solidarity.  Music crackles in and out 

over the radio.  Jumping in static from 

evangelical to Western swing.  Abruptly,

as though he were traveling with you,

a mariachi singer’s soulful song of love

comes over the airwaves.  You don’t need

to know all the words to know his is a sad love

as plaintively and soothingly “mi amore” is sung out

breathlessly circling the stars.


The evangelist fights his way onto the radio again

telling you in a deep drawl by what means

you can be saved.  Proclaiming, even though you

are on a road traveling miles from grace, that

you can still send that love offering and

receive a free vial of water from the River Jordan.

Two very diverse appeals to the heart.


The full moon rises in the middle of the curved road

as alive and round as though it had the capacity to

suddenly bounce down the highway. As under its

reflecting light you move into an early

West Texas morning.



Jeanie Sanders is a poet and collage artist. She lives in Lytle, Texas. Her poems have been published in The Texas Observer, San Antonio Express-News, Texas Poetry Calendar, Passager, La Voz de Esperanza, and several anthologies. She has two books of poetry, The Book of the Dead: Poems and Photographs and The Dispossessed.




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