Missing It


Green Point
West Quoddy Head
Lubec, Maine




Missing It

 

Does it bother you, that mercy is so difficult to

            understand? 

                                    Mary Oliver

                                    From the Book of Time

 

Last week we missed the eclipse

We missed the eclipse

Last week.  Partial in these parts.

In these parts I was partial,

Wanting to witness the slicing

The slice I was wanting to witness

When the moon went sliding into herself

Becoming the moon she went

Into herself becoming something penumbral

I was dumb I was humble I was up

Against the sun humbled and dumb

That miniature moon in the blue

Wide sky taking away the light 

while we were driving minute

 

Beneath it All and talked we talked

While we rode oblivious to the daytime

Night

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