Ah well.
The prompt, and the poets, can be found here: http://poetryjaam.blogspot.com/2011/08/will-write-for.html

Grave with Lights
When the sky is great,
such night as this, and not sky
but heavens to ask
why do I feel
this thing, that thing
is child’s why.
Because I said so.
Because why not.
Because you are so
very, very
small.
With thanks to Mother Thekla, John Tavener and Rachel Fox
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