Our shadow's roundness,
Larger than the brightness
Onto which it's cast,
Creeps toward the rim
Till all is dim.
Wait.
Watch.
The brightness emerges,
As its blanket passes
Into nothingness,
Then disappears
For many years.
c. Susan Baruch 2010
Larger than the brightness
Onto which it's cast,
Creeps toward the rim
Till all is dim.
Wait.
Watch.
The brightness emerges,
As its blanket passes
Into nothingness,
Then disappears
For many years.
c. Susan Baruch 2010
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