Thursday, May 23, 2024

Nancy Hart Poem

 Eclipse

Too bad you don't look up, except
on rare occasions, like the Eclipse.
So what if it took decades
for you to lower the phone, set it
aside, and watch as the moon leisurely ate the Sun.  Even then, you had to play
a song on your iPhone, that tiresome one, Total Eclipse of the Heart, which I never liked and took all remaining daylight
to erase from my head.

Nancy Hart

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