Friday, November 10, 2017

Eclipse 2017

It was dusk from the bottom up 
the landscape
iridescent over
dark hues of normal.

Everything stopped breathing
or breathing just enough
all that was.

Sound was gone
the song of the goldfinch
the chirp of the cicada
the neighbor cutting wood.

The garden
jewels on a queens robe
lit up visibly by the
brilliance of a diamond ring.

At night
in the middle of day
on the prairie within
the eye of God.

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