Analemma

It’s that time of year again. Always eye-catching, thought-provoking.

In a dim light...

 

Analemma

 
The other morning
The Pieta
A small replica
On a shelf
Found by the sun
Bright and full
 
The sun
Straddling the culminating point
Of its northward journey
Peeks through the window
Just so
Twice each year
 
Just before
Shortly after
The summer solstice
For a couple of days
It warms
That lower shelf
 
Why the intrusion?
That draws my eyes
An intrusion
Into my time
My time for solitude, contemplation
An intrusion

© 2012 Thomas W. Cummins

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