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east every morning and west every way home, always moving sunwardly, squinting into flare and glare it’s a kind of pain and a kind of holiness like death and birth, all the missed chances and lonely graveside dances Advertisements
Monday morning, the sun is shining as my life limps along dragging complications over the slippery surfaces underfoot. This sun is Polyphemus unblinded beyond the reach of the fire-sharpened stake and I am the fabled Nobody. It stares incapable of … Continue reading
pallid pearl of light revealed as a distant fire through a cloud — the sun!
Red eye, bloodshot, peeking past the cool frazzy horizon. Now hiding behind heiferclouds, I see your goldenrays and wonder of the wind on my forelimbs where self ends and world resumes.
Yellow flower blooming over Quincy Hill — You think you’ll burn forever. Seed head bowed white to the pines — The merest wind, etcetera.
O Lord give me strength to resist your blinding light that shines through eyelids
the sun cuts a low arc through the pines even my lonely heart burns dimmer and casts a longer shadow across the frozen earth