Eclipse

I’m not sure what to make of this Eclipse

thing with everyone I know going off

somewhere to not look at the sun through

pinhole glasses at the moment the moon

sashays between it and us and for a minute

or so day will become night and the owls

will hoot and coyotes howl not with confusion,

as most assume, as though they can’t tell the

difference between one or the other during a

celestial event but because unlike the spectacled

masses cheering on the darkness they know this

murk will not lift anytime soon unless we face it

open-eyed and unafraid.

 

©Dana Hughes 8.20.17

One thought on “Eclipse

  1. OK, you’ve done it again. In a single sentence, you’ve moved from the eclipse through the public hysteria of it all and the bemused sarcasm of animals to social commentary. Nice. I am envious. I am also deeply appreciative of your gift. No one sees with quite the open eyes that you do.

    Oh, and I love the word, “murk.” What a perfect word to comment on these days.

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