Thursday, November 22, 2018


I am the life giver.
I am the death deliverer.
Shining brilliantly by day,
Hidden in darkness by night,
I am the dominant overseer.
I am Lord and King half the time,
But vassal and servant to the moon,
Her underling and auxiliary,
Riding my chariot across the sky,
Chasing and being chased
By Lunar’s lesser light.
I rise and set.
I set and rise,
In a Ptolemaic universe,
But am dethroned by Galileo’s rule.

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I began working on this at the West Virginia Writer’s Fall 208 Conference as I responded to a prompt in a Poetry Workshop presented by Sarah Elkins. The prompt was a recorded guided meditation by Cari Cohen.

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