The solstice is hanging in heaven
like the hand of a clock
stopped at eleven.
Away from the zenith, the zodiac
falls like a fraying ribbon
torn by the teeth of elliptical gears.
Lately the years
are eccentric in shape.
There is no escape from escapement.
Friday, June 15, 2007
Darkness in June
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