This photograph of water was taken during August’s solar eclipse. Each pinpoint of reflection is light from the sun. OBLIVION The light from a star is a lonely,
faraway fire.
A luminous, fixed point
burning,
falling in on itself
to guide travelers,
a hundred thousand years
before
your birth,
and a hundred thousand after.
A sphere exploding,
but tethered, never breaching
its own borders,
tormented by its own bright
light, broken and built again
each day, yearning for the soft