I searched on google for
An equinox poem,
one ripe with Time & Intimacy —
To send to you or put on Instagram
Quoted below a pensive photo
staged back in 2019,
Only to find some fallen leaves
On a year of empty streets.
I looked for Mary Oliver
Allegories of nature, dogs & loss
Intertwined like farmer’s market carrots
That I felt awkward about staring at,
Lovers naked entwined
& then roasted too long —
Their twin roots burnt & gone.
But I’m proud of us for continuing
Some bravely in the dark clutching beliefs like anubby childhood blankie
Some, the lonely scroll keeps a soul lit long after sundown.
Equinox you’ve come hard earned
We are grateful
we will hold hands on the zoom room
Reaching out to infinity through RA MA TV chat
It’s been a hell of ride & maybe enough to justify ending this poem like your old baseball buddy’s eulogy for
You — written on a state of the art Dell computer
sometime In the future.
Fall Equinox 2020