Sunday, March 12, 2017

springtime

Every spring a patch of sun 
from the skylight 
crosses the wall
of my attic chamber
 
and i mark the shadow
in pencil with date and time
just to see if 
in the course of years

the earth has come off center
leaving  me behind.

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