Apollon, Abiding

As night deepens her caresses, as the sun inflectssouthward, each decline of lightbrings with it sudden shock, a yearningfor illumination now sunk beneath the western rocks.In the inky sweetness of fast-descending night,I am torn in two, hungering for summerwhile yearning for the lightlessness to yawn deeperbecause within myself I feel the stir of light.Somehow a … Continue reading Apollon, Abiding