These Days (solar eclipse poem #1, with apologies to Ron Sexsmith)

These Days (solar eclipse poem #1, with apologies to Ron Sexsmith)

suninbox

The hole in the sky nobody can look at–
The sun in the cereal box

Falling through folded foil.
Everything that revolved around me

Lay unmoving beneath the maple
–no! They are stirred by a leaf’s breath.

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