and blanketed in gossamer web
of liquid sunlight's diamond drips.
They glimmer on grass and windows.
The day sings while my heart
keeps its silence. The sky sits,
changing easel of orange
and gold on blue.
Traces of pink tufts
and a single bird
slice the horizon:
dark outlines over
illumined backdrop,
changing infinite.
To my right, the sun pants low,
recedes to day's end
as earth rotates away.
The car turns left with the road.
I am turned, am carried
off into dusk's gray.
One glance back
at the dying sun.
Unblinking, I soak in last light.
When I face forward, it's gone.
We drive east into night.
Still, I keep with me dark
spots in my eyes
from staring too long at the light.
When I blink,
they spark red and white.
My eyes open,
they blot spots out of view.
I carry the sun with me
as patches of dark in my eyes.
--Alicia (2011)
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