At dawn, the Earth’s shadow is blue-grey
and above it is a pink band –
the Belt of Venus wrapping our world.
Shadow ascending in the east, as west
sun sets, her belt and robe dropping.
(The shadow of the Earth is curved like the Earth and extends hundreds of thousands of miles into space. When it “touches” the moon, there is a lunar eclipse. A partial lunar eclipse will occur in the Eastern Hemisphere on the night of August 7-8, 2017.)
After the bomb, light and heat rays
over a thousand degrees charred wood black.
Old, dirty concrete could be bleached white.
An object, or person, blocking the rays
left a flash-burned shadow. Ghosts of guilt.
Not yet geometer moth, a larvae looping.
Geometridae, geo “the earth” and metron “measure.”
Inchworm measuring the shadow of my leg,
growing longer as the afternoon light shortens.
Caterpillar measuring Earth before measuring the sky.
Two darker shadows in the night lake
watch the still, white, naked moon sleeping
on a rippling forest just above them.
They are in pain with love, desire –
yearning for something they believe is real.