No Light never Dimmed
Make no idol of the lightbulb Nor the night vision glasses Nor (may it seem archaic!) worship the moon Set no pedestal for The muscular, The sweet flatterer Don’t swoon Do not sleep for anticipation Of the coffee Of the warm milk swirled in By spoon Let the sun in all its brightness Glaringly frighten With all its seasons, Heating, then freezing Sometimes too close And then retreating Into six months of shyness Count on not counting on the sun In the north Your plants indoors Withheld from cold Wither near radiators Pining after its rays Count on not needing it As your vitamin D levels sink sickeningly low Lay out all you like It won’t help Count on your birds flying off Your leaves dropping And your eves filling with snow Frosty fields count on cold rest Count on death coming And welcome her No prison of lightbulbs never dimmed For humans will ever do No light never dimmed for us will do Need dark night as much as any ma...
