This Personal Eclipse
Why can’t we change
as quickly as an October landscape,
whose air no longer sounds with terns and jays
who have gone off to warmer climes.
It is the fleeing that paralyzes --
Lovers and friends, who have left,
keep us, for the time being, still and lost
in the harsh landscape of our bodies.
This personal eclipse --
covered shadows mark us barren
as the moon, which in all its phases,
ultimately reemerges whole.

