today i covet the light

the undefined grey white

cloak of the sky

holding the remains of night tightly

until the corners unravel

as the yellow luminous globes

silently falling silently to sleep

allow shadows to wander past

the wet stone waits quietly

an abandoned nest clings

to the bare brown limbs

of the tree shedding

to begin to say

what it is

until it isn’t

is to start falsely

not comprehending the whole

dreaming of an endless dark

without the remembering

that is necessary

for this collecting of days

today covet the light

Originally published in This Land, Vol. 6, Issue 1, January 1, 2015.