Between Me and the Sun

When the world turns brilliant green

Almost full moon above bare tree branches and lanterns — photo by author

For my darling T.

When your eye moves in front of the sun, the world turns brilliant green. You are, already, all I can see. The eclipsed world limping along behind us, still aglow in the shade of you.

I am lost in you. And wandering. In and among the reeds, and words, wildflowers — dull as they sometimes seem…