Tuesday, November 5, 2024

Suddenness Is a Gradual Process

For over an hour, I’ve been watching

the sun arrive at its height of suddenness.

How gradually that summit is achieved.

How constant the sun in its cornucopia nuances

of dawn.  Maybe the first and last sermon 

we see, the fumbling after words a kind 

of incantation the day accepts as a prayer,

the night hymn forming in the west.


"And now we wait.

-Byron Hoot

https://hootnhowlpoetry.com/

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