Eclipse

A poem

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I feel the hidden illumination within me
Gathering the afternoon
It’s time to wait.
No surprise in this—no surprise coming
Until the negative, illuminating
The clarity veiled by the dark light,
As if Hades insinuated himself
Full, and the night were a mere formality.

Hanging lights of distant brightness,
The Goddesses of Selene have already gathered
There is no way to find shelter
Not even behind the stage
Where the emptiness weighs down the alcohol
As an escape.

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